#smutton chops

[mlobsters]

supernatural s8e17 goodbye stranger (w. robbie thompson)

ps earlier today i was giggling slightly hysterically over the fact that they killed zeus in the last episode. no big. at least with the osiris last season they just put him down for a couple hundred years

pps in the recap when rachel miner-meg says her name like "mehg" very canada/upper midwest. mehg like behg (bag). when i first moved to minnesota, one of the things they ask you at stores there when you're checking out is "receipt with you or in the bag?" and i was 100% not expecting this question, combined with the accent on bag (long a, eh sound) i was... so utterly bewildered. i asked her to repeat it and i still didn't get it. i think after processing another 10 seconds i finally figured it out. whew. just when you think you know everything to expect at a familiar store in a new place... my anxiety does not thank you

good thing the cas stuff is in this recap because i completely forgot about this whole brainwashed to kill an angel business

that's a lot of dead deans

not the spear of destiny. didn't you watch constantine, dean?

s8e17 / constantine (2005)

dean stop being a child and touching the stuff trying to get sam's attention

DEAN Hey. You listening to me? SAM Yeah. It's, uh... Fascinating stuff. You should probably, uh, write it all down in your journal for the archives, you know? DEAN Yeah, thanks. You're a lot of help. [SAM coughs in the background.] Hey, Doc Holliday, you all right over there?

good sibling stuff. little on the nose with the tuberculosis reference

SAM I don't know. Worth a shot, though. I'll grab my gear. We should probably leave in five. DEAN Mm-hmm. SAM 'Less, of course, you need some more time with Miss October. DEAN What? Oh. Yeah. Yeah, make it 10.

more extremely normal sibling behavior. make a joke about jerking off with the vintage porn, but take it seriously and make that face. fraternal all the way. then distract us from them flirting with the Bloody Napkin. this show, man.

DEAN Put this on your shoulder. [DEAN tosses a cold pack at SAM who is seated on the couch, SAM throws it on the floor, clears his throat. DEAN sits down next to SAM. CASTIEL walks into the room.] SAM I'm fine.

stop trying to take care of me, dean >:|

DEAN Well, he puts the "ass" in "Cas," huh?

good one, dean-o

SAM He's definitely off. DEAN Off? He hasn't been right since he got back from Purgatory. We still don't know how he got out of there. SAM I don't know, Dean. If he's so sketchy, then why were you praying to him? CASTIEL (V O) You know, I can hear you both. I am a celestial being.

i laughed. teacher's mad

WENDY RICE Sam and Dean Winchester. Oh, the thoughts she had about you two. Mostly you, Sam. What can I say? She has a thing for smutton chops.

SMUTton chops????? a) i love the mutton chop shade see my sideburns tags b) WHAT. laughed until i literally cried and wheezed

meg with the leia star wars quote was very cute

MEG You really do know how to make a girl's nethers quiver, don't you? CASTIEL I am aware of how to do that. Although it doesn't usually involve cleaning wounds.

shows what you know, cas

MEG Really? You remember everything? [She looks fondly at CASTIEL.] CASTIEL If you're referring to the pizza man... Yes, I remember the pizza man. And it's a good memory.

i hope he doesn't kill her

DEAN Good times. You really think we can trust, uh, Meg-stiel?

lol okay. this is a very fannish episode

MEG I miss the simplicity. I was bad. You were good. Life was easier. Now it's all so messy. I'm kind of good, which sucks. And you're kind of bad -- which is actually all manner of hot. We survive this… I'm gonna order some pizza and we're gonna move some furniture around. You understand?

now i'm kinda crushin on meg

MEG You're not gonna tell me? Seriously? How am I not team Sam? Fine. Whatever it is, you okay dying over it? You don't want to say, fine. But remember, I spent time in that walking corpse of yours. I know your sad, little thoughts and feelings. SAM That's creepy. MEG Here's what I remember. Deep down, in parts you never let see the light of day, you want to live a long, normal life away from creepy old things like me. SAM I do. You know, I spent last year with... someone, and, um... now I know that's actually possible.

really. lol at me crying over this bullshit. in the sam feelings too deep

DEAN I know you can hear me. Cas… It's me. We're family. We need you. I need you.

the power of dean begging can break even the heavenly mind control

they were giving meg the jo/ellen treatment in this episode, should have seen that coming. glad she got a good sendoff, if she had to go

after sam says he's sorry and that he should have told him, dean takes a big breath, like a relieved sigh and it's a good little moment

DEAN Listen, I may not be able to carry the burden that comes along with these trials... But I can carry you. SAM You... realize you kind of just quoted "Lord of the Rings," right? DEAN Come on, man. But it's the Rudy Hobbit, all right? Rudy Hobbit always gets a pass.

definitely gotta deflect from all those messy emotions

well like meg (rip) said, i laughed. i cried.

read a bit about rachel miner, was wondering if there was a health situation. looked like she was having some mobility issues last couple episodes she's been in

[soulmates-for-real-tranquility]

08x17 Goodbye Stranger

Same, poor Wendy Rice, same! I have a thing for those "smutton chops" too 😌

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Goodbye Stranger: Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.8k

Warnings: canon angst and violence

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. Any and all comments on these are appreciated.

Castiel brings Wendy to the living room where he spends all of five minutes before returning to the kitchen.

"The other demon escaped. I bound the one I caught in a devil's trap. I'm gonna interrogate it now."

"Wait a second, Cas. How about you answer some questions first? Like, where the hell have you been?"

"You heard me, didn't you?" Dean says.

"You prayed to him?" you ask and look at him.

"Yes, I heard you," Castiel answers Dean's question, "but that's not why I'm here. I've been hunting demons."

"So, this is all you, huh? Why?"

"I've been searching for the other half of the Demon Tablet."

"Without us?" Dean asks, offended.

"I've been trying to help, Dean, and in my search, I uncovered that Crowley has sent out demons to find Lucifer's crypts."

"Lucifer had crypts?"

"Dozens of them, apparently."

"Why the storage wars? I mean, what the hell are they all looking for?" you ask.

"They're looking for a parchment that would allow them to decipher Crowley's half of the Demon Tablet without a Prophet."

You have a feeling he is lying to you, and you cross your arms in suspicion. He's been MIA this entire time, and now he's back and claims he's looking for a translation? Something doesn't add up.

"A demonic decoder ring? In Crowley's hands? Awesome," Dean says, believing him.

"The crypts were lost over time. Only those closest to Lucifer knew their whereabouts."

"Are you lying to us?" you ask.

"Why would I?"

"That's my question."

"How did Crowley find them?" Sam asks, breaking the tension.

"His demons have been possessing locals who may have some special knowledge."

"That would explain the crazy room at Ann's house. How did they know where to start looking in the first place?"

"I don't know. I'm hoping the strange-haired demon in the living room is more knowledgeable than the others I interrogated."

Castiel leaves the kitchen to interrogate the demon in the living room.

"Something's not right. He hasn't been right since he got back from Purgatory. We still don't know how he even got out of there," you state.

"I don't know, Y/N. If he's so sketchy, then why was Dean praying to him?"

"You know, I can hear you three. I am a celestial being," Castiel says from the living room.

You sigh and walk into the living room to face the demon.

"Sam, Dean, and Y/N Winchester with the little Winchester babies. Oh, the thoughts she had about you two. Mostly you, Sam. What can I say? She has a thing for smutton chops," the demon smirks.

"Alright, you douchebag, listen--"

Castiel suddenly stabs his angel blade through the back of her hand, causing the demon to scream out in pain. Maryann starts crying again, so you take her from Sam's arms and use your magic to constantly comfort her. You place her over your shoulder so her face is turned away from the violence. You pat her back soothingly and keep an eye on Castiel.

"Who told you about the crypts?" the angel demands.

"I thought angels were supposed to be the good cops." Castiel raises his angel blade again, and the demon whimpers in pain. "Wait! Stop! Stop!! We have a hostage! It's one of Crowley's pets. She's at the Murray Hotel, down by the interstate. She knows the towns where all the crypts are buried. She saw them all back in the day."

"Is she the one who told you about the parchment?" Sam asks.

"What parchment?!"

That's confirmation that Castiel is lying to you. He isn't looking for some parchment, but you believe that there is something important hidden in one of the crypts.

"Hey!" Dean growls. "Do you think he's the only bad cop in this room? Stop lying! We know what you're really looking for."

"No. I am telling you, we're looking for--"

To shut her up, Castiel stabs the angel blade into Wendy's chest, killing her instantly. He isn't acting like himself, and you're going to make it your goal to figure out why he's acting like this.

"Cas! What the hell was that?!" Sam asks loudly.

"It told us what we needed."

"No, she didn't! You can't just--"

"I started this hunt without you because I didn't want anything to slow me down. We have to get to the motel now," Castiel interrupts Sam.

In a flash, Castiel is gone.

"Shit. Go!"

You three leave Wendy where she is to head back to the car. You and Dean strap in Joanna and Maryann before taking off. This is a small town, so the interstate isn't far from where Wendy lives. You're at the motel in record time. When you get there, you see a flash of white light shine from the windows on the third floor. Sam and Dean jump out of the car, but you stay behind to get the kids out.

When you get them both ready, you race up to the third floor to see the three men glaring at each other inside the living room. On the floor are two demons with their eyes burned out.

"Thanks for waiting," you sigh.

"The hostage is in there," Castiel points to the bathroom door.

Dean walks over to the door and opens it, revealing a blonde Meg who looks like she had too many beatings.

"Great, this bitch," you roll your eyes. "Why isn't she dead yet? This blonde look you got going on, doesn't really work for you."

"What have you been up to?" she grins, looking at Joanna and then at Maryann.

"Shut up."

"Could you at least heal me?"

"The only thing I'll do for you is kill you, so shut the fuck up," you growl.

You bring your kids as farthest you can get from her while Castiel removes her restraints. He brings her to one of the beds so you all can talk.

"So, I have to ask. What's up with the hair?" Dean asks.

"Aww. Thanks for noticing, Dean, but this wasn't my idea. It was Crowley's, and it's just another reason I want to stab him in the face."

"Wait a second. You've been telling Crowley the location of Lucifer's crypts," Sam states the obvious.

"What can I say? I needed a break from the constant torture, and I did visit them all during my time with Yellow Eyes. Don't worry. I haven't exactly been giving them good leads."

"You mean you've been lying to them." Castiel corrects.

"I just get them in the ballpark. Enough time has passed and enough has changed that they bought it."

"Why lie?"

"To buy myself time, dumbass.

"Wait, so a bunch of innocent people died so you could buy yourself some time?" Sam asks angrily.

"Hi, I'm Meg. I'm a demon," she says sarcastically.

"What have they found?"

"Shit. Every crypt's been one Al Capone's vault after another. On top of that, someone kept picking up the trail and icing demons. I'm guessing that was you, Castiel, but Crowley just keeps sending more. He's hell-bent on finding that Angel Tablet."

"There's an angel tablet?" you say and look at Castiel.

"You're dumb for a witch. Crowley found out Lucifer had it and figures it's stashed in a crypt."

"Well, this is news to me, as well," Castiel says unconvincingly. "The demons I interrogated must have been lying about their true intentions."

Your eyes narrow in suspicion. He's still lying to you, but why?

"Are you sure? Looks to me like you could have gotten that demon to talk if you hadn't killed her," you glare at Castiel.

"You're all missing the point. I lied to them, which means they're digging in the wrong place. They'll be back here soon. So, who's up for fleeing?"

"She's right. We need to find those crypts before they do. Meg, you're the only one who's been there," Sam agrees.

"We need your help," Castiel nods.

"Great," you sigh.

"Do any of you dummies have a map?" she chuckles.

"No, but we know of one right down to the lines on the street. It's in a basement."

With two people who can teleport, it's more than enough power to teleport everyone, including your children, back to the basement with the clay model of the town. You're not worried about Mr. Morton coming back since he told you he is going to stay with his sister. He wants nothing to do with this house. Meg studies the map with careful eyes before pointing to a specific part.

"There. That's where the crypt was."

"What's there now?" you ask.

"Do I look like Google to you? None of these buildings were here way back in the day. Figure it out, genius. Is there any booze in this dump?"

Meg walks up the basement stairs to the rest of the house, and Castiel follows her.

"He lied to us," you say as soon as they are gone.

Sam made sure he brought his laptop with him to this, so he pulls it out and logs into Google Maps.

"I can kind of understand why. I mean, an angel tablet? If the demon tablet can shut the gates of Hell, what can the angel tablet do?"

"It doesn't matter. He lied to us, Sam, and that means he wanted to keep it hidden from us. He doesn't want us to have the angel tablet. Why? He's not acting like himself."

"Another problem for another day. Here it is. According to this, the crypt has to be below an abandoned building."

On the screen is a satellite image of the building.

"Good times. You really think we can trust, uh, Meg-stiel?" Dean smiles at his word play.

"No, but what choice do we have?"

"I hate this. I'll work with her, but I'm not going to be nice about it," you say and hold Maryann close to you.

Once Sam takes a picture of the map on his phone, he shuts the laptop, and the three of you head upstairs where Castiel and Meg are.

"We got it. Let's get this over with so we can part ways faster," you sigh.

You wish you didn't have to do this at night, but it's the best time to get this over with. Joanna is snuggled up in Dean's arms, Maryann is in yours, and you have only one thought: protect your children. If demons are looking for crypts, then they will come for this one soon, and that means you'll have to do whatever necessary to protect your kids.

"So, this is it. Shall we?" Meg asks.

"Cas, Y/N, and I will head in. Sam, you stay outside with Meg. We got this."

"What are you talking about, Dean? I'm not letting you go in there alone."

"He won't be alone," you and Castiel say at the same time.

"That's not what I mean. Meg can hang here and watch our backs."

"What, now you trust Meg?" you scoff.

"Hey, I got you this far."

"Shut up," you, Dean, and Sam say at the same time.

"Sam, we saw your bloody rag in the trash can, okay?"

Sam freezes when he realizes he's been caught.

"That wasn't--"

"Just stop talking," you sigh. "Sam, we don't know what's in there, okay? It could get worse for you."

"I'm fine."

"No, you're not fine. You haven't been fine since the first trial. That's why I called Cas," Dean says.

"Trial?" Meg says, interested.

"Shut up, Meg."

"Dean, I'm telling you that I'm okay."

"No, you're not," Castiel sighs. "You're damaged in ways even I can't heal. Dean and Y/N are right. You should stay here and protect Meg."

"Since when do I need protection?"

"Since you were held captive and tortured for over a year."

"Touché," Meg shrugs.

"We'll be back."

You and Castiel walk to the abandoned building while Dean takes out the demon-killing knife. He hands it over to Sam before joining you and the angel.

x

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[dothwrites]

cas is still such a bitch and we love him so much

"smutton chops" i love it. call sam out on his ridiculous facial hair

no idea why cas/naomi thinks that murdering the demon mid-sentence is not going to be suspicious. also LOVE cas just casually killing a room full of demons. he's an angel!

MEG MY BELOVED! sam needs to get off his high horse. he's mad because meg lied and people died, but what did he want her to do? tell the location of crypts?

naomi could also get off her high horse. and cas is a bad liar. like. so bad.

"you do know how to make a girl's nethers quiver don't you" and cas said YES I FUCK. except he's homosexual. but also cas eats pussy like a champ. and you may quote me on this.

cas is so fucking funny, whoever told this angel that he wasn't funny is an IDIOT i really do enjoy meg and cas' relationship. i don't particularly think it's romantic--i think more than meg and cas just relate to each other, and meg's decided that she's going to like cas because she's perverse, and once that decision is made, she's going to stick to it, because she very is a ride or die bitch.

i think that meg should have lived forever so that she could go on adventures with tfw and been their snarky antihero. this is the kind of future that i deserved!

GOODBYE STRANGER

helloooooo! best destiel episode EVER (my opinion may change but who knows) it has it all: homoerotic fighting! an almost love confession! meg coming onto cas! lobotomy! betrayal! sam microaggressing dean!

cas' look in the opener is GREAT! misha's got the dead eyes down. and then you understand the depths of cas' devotion--just HOW MANY times naomi had to try to get him to kill dean based on the amount of bodies that are there. it also KILLS me that even when dean learns about naomi's brainwashing, he still doesn't learn about the times that naomi made cas kill him. that one never makes it out of cas' head and it's a tragedy that it doesn't because i think it would help dean to understand WHY cas did what he did

when are we going to let the dean+busty asian beauties joke die. WHEN

love this woman who answers the door with her hair in rollers. she lives her life with NO SHAME. she does get murdered by cas so that's a bummer

we love this dramatic bitch angel and his dramatic ass entrances! sam's "you prayed to him?" like, why is he so surprised? bitch, that's his boyfriend!

[jedi-winchester]

Ok but it looks like the smutton chop is creeping back in.

[jockpoetry]

smutton chops

[mittensmorgul]

Love your analysis of 5.1 posted today! I'm watching TNT too. I have a question about a moment in this episode. What do you think Becky meant when she said in a negative tone that Dean was not like she pictured. I know she's Sam-centric, but I find it baffling when characters react to Dean's appearance strangely in comparison to Sam. The demon possessing the historian in 8.17 is another example. They are both attractive so why respond to Dean in such a manner?

Remember the covers of the Supernatural books, and how Dean was depicted:

That’s how she pictured him. Tank top, lugging a sack of salt. Basically the Brawny man. What does she find instead?

This lil goob of an underwear model. 

Also in 8.17, Wendy Rice (the demon-possessed historian) says this:

WENDY RICE: Sam and Dean Winchester. [WENDY RICE is tied to the kitchen table, each hand is fastened separately to a side of the table, palms down. She chuckles. SAM and DEAN lean against the sink, facing her. CASTIEL stands to the side.] Oh, the thoughts she had about you two. Mostly you, Sam. What can I say? She has a thing for smutton chops.

Pretty much explains itself, no? I mean, there’s Sam girls and Dean girls for a reason. I mean I get that Sam is a conventionally attractive human being, but he does absolutely nothing for me, personally. He’s a cute lil puppy. That’s it. But some people fall all over themselves in his presence. I just... don’t get that. Some people are struck dumb in Dean’s presence, because he’s just the kind of attractive that they’re attracted to. I guess that’s the point here, without trying to explain the entirety of human sexual attraction and why people are attracted to anyone.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[mittensmorgul]

Agreed, the s7 floof is the best floof, and early s8 was longer, but practically too long. Getting back into hunting after a year off meant he had to at least pretend to notice the FBI hair regulations... and also agree about the s10 soccer mom bob.

Season 7 hair is the best, fight me

[lunellumcas]

Petition to always tag Sam's hair as "smutton chops"

[steeleye1]

But the smutton chops tho

Please Explain To Me

Why I find Jared Padalecki playing with his hair 

So

Amazingly

Attractive

Like

What 

Is 

Happening?

[smutton-chops]

Basics:

Full Name: Divoon

Nicknames: Div, Divvy, Divshit, Rug Tits, Divshit, Dic, Cocoon Bara Tiddies

Title: Hug Lord Supreme

Age: Mature Adult (mid-/late-30′s/40-ish appearance by human standards)

Birthday: Unknown

Species: (Draenei) Eredar

Gender: Male

Romantic Orientation: Hetero-romantic

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Current Residence: Stormwind

Religion: The Light (culturally)

Occupation: ...Hug Lord?

Financial Status: Insecure/Poor

Education Level: Exceptional

Languages: Eredun (and its dialects, Draenei and Demonic), Orcish, Common. He also uses Eredic/Draenic sign language and can read lips (as well as one can read lips, anyway) in all languages he understands.

Martial Status: Single 

Fandom: Warcraft Universe 

Status: Active

Appearance:

Facial Reference: Pete Steele

Hair: Murky Purple-Black

Eyes: Minty Green

Body Shape: Burly. Strongman, Muscle-chub

Biography: Undisclosed.

Relationships: Undisclosed.