#supernatural soundtrack

[jensenacklestrash]

Does anyone know of an Apple Music playlist that has all the songs that have been in Supernatural? I would make my own but I truly don’t have the time lol

[wraithlafitte]

i need to do a musical analysis of supernatural tbh bc there’s so much good music in that show!! i love the variations on “americana” especially, whenever it creeps in the background i’m like 🥹🥹🥹 cuz

[milla984]

congratulations!!! 🫶🫶 a question for the afternoon tea event: your top 5 songs in spn 🤭

Thank you for the Ask! I'm doing three different lists for this answer:

my Top 5 SPN emotional music moments

1. Carry On My Wayward Son (10x05) one of my favorite renditions of this song ever

2. Knockin' On Heaven's Door (05x16) the importance of little Sam's presence in Dean's version of Heaven hits you later on in the episode

3. Fare Thee Well (11x20) I love Rob Benedict, what else can I say?!

4. Dead Or Alive (03x16) that last shot of Dean's face while Sam is still singing is a punch in the guts

5. Beautiful Loser (06x01) when you have to lose the one person you love the most to finally live a quiet (and happy...?) life

my Top 5 SPN badass music moments

1. O' Death (05x21) one of the best introductions of a character in a tv show, imho

2. God Was Never On Your Side (14x20) the perfect song to fit the season finale

3. Spirit In The Sky (05x02) 'cause you can be cool but you'll never be 'Dean and Sam walking into town like modern cowboys' cool

4. Back In Black (02x03) Baby is back, indeed!!!

5. Renegade (02x12) the silence and the "we're so screwed" line before the music restarts... loved it!

Honorable mentions (for the lulz)

1. Heat Of The Moment (03x11)

2. All Out Of Love (07x06)

3. Night Moves (11x04)

4. Can't Fight This Feeling (02x05)

5. Walking On Sunshine (07x20)

[imapaintedwhore]

Every time I hear Bad Moon Rising I see that car crash, which imo is one of the best season finales of any tv show🙌🏻

Supernatural Soundtrack - Commenter's Edition

I made a list of classic rock songs from the Supernatural soundtrack, and ran out of space for some absolute classics. You guys were sure to tell me which one's I'd omitted. Here's some I missed...

Based on the comments of the last poll, I think I know what's going to win, but let's see how everything fares. Don't forget to share this poll and check out the others! There's a new poll every day.

[mcavoy-girl]

My masterlist for my blogs mcavoy-girl and callsignmayhem

mcavoy-girl:

Loving and losing Dean Winchester x female reader

We'll be okay Dean Winchester x female reader

Stay with me Dean Winchester x female reader

Till we're grey and old Charles Xavier x female reader

Just like you Charles Xavier x female reader, Erik Lehnsherr x female reader

You son of an bitch Logan Howlett x female reader

Not broken Charles Xavier x female reader

Let me help you Charles Xavier x female reader, mentions of needles, alcohol and drugs used as medicine.

The final act of kindness/I gave them their happiness Robbie Turner x female reader from Atonement

Live without shame Robbie Turner x female reader from Atonement

Come back to me Robbie Turner x female reader from Atonement

The life you lived Robbie Turner x female reader from Atonement

callsignmayhem:

Kisses on fingertips Jake Seresin x female reader

Memories prequel/sequel/continuation to Kisses on fingertips, Jake Seresin x female reader

The letter he left you (kisses on fingertips-universe) Jake Seresin x female reader

Pictures (kisses on fingertips-universe) not a fic but pictures I made for the story

Flyboy and his darlings Jake Seresin x female reader

Others:

List of characters we need more fanfiction written about

Also this song which I think somehow fits both "kisses on fingertips and "memories" (just my opinion)

I might edit my fics every now and then

[midstpodcast]

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[queerstudiesnatural]

when you should be packing and instead you decide to do this. 👍

[clockworkreapers]

Since I am a big nerd and really into it rn I ended up making a very long playlist for TFTGS as a series. Its ordered chronologically to the story beats so if you have read the books the songs line up to things that happen in them in order - for the people who DO know... you might just be able to match up the songs with where you are in the series...

[residentskully]

dean from 3x13 to a song from the silent hill 3 soundtrack because. because.

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

dead boy detectives is the perfect cure for a broken heart

[tgtbata]

a guy can dream, right?

[artemis-73]

Suptober Day 13: Monster Mash

"For the record," Castiel ground out. "I think this is a bad idea."

"Noted," Michael said as he straightened his tie in the reflection of the car window.

They were both horrifically out of place. The meeting location had been picked by the Winchesters. It was one of their shitty dive bars with a parking lot that looked like a bad movie set. There were wooden palettes stacked haphazardly with a tarp thrown over them in one corner. In another, a grimy dumpster with broken beer bottles littering the ground around it.

It was before noon, so the parking lot was empty except for their car, but Castiel imagined the unassuming gray BMW was unusual for the area as well.

Of course, Michael noticed his hesitance and clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Sometimes, in our business, you have to get your hands dirty. Now, use your brains and not your fangs, and we'll be fine."

As much as Castiel wanted to argue, he kept his mouth shut and followed Michael into the bar. All the lights were on, but it was still dim. Every surface was wood. The walls, the floor, the bartop, the ceiling. Not only was it ugly, but it meant that the smells of the place seeped in deep. Every cigarette that had been smoked, every beer that had been spilled and not wiped up for hours, it all lingered. Worse than all of that, though, was the current, present scent of dog.

Castiel did his best not to react, no matter how much he wanted to wrinkle his nose.

The culprits were perched on barstools, each with a bottle of beer in their hands. Castiel had seen John Winchester before--they'd had a few tentative trade deals over the past few years--but he didn't know the other man. Judging by the smell, he'd guess another werewolf.

Even though the Winchesters were known to employ nearly exclusively family, and Castiel knew John had at least two sons, there was no resemblance between the two of them. Where John had dark hair and eyes and a broad build with blunt hands, the other werewolf was slight. He was a delicate thing with fine hands and fanning, light lashes around soft, green eyes. He was swallowed up by the leather jacket he wore.

There was something about him that made disquiet roil in Castiel's gut. He knew that he was trouble.

Michael held a hand out in greeting. "Winchester."

The Winchester patriarch smiled wide and half-drunk. "Mikey." He shook Michael's hand sloppily.

The blatant disrespect made Castiel's fangs tingle and threaten to descend, but he willed them to stay in place.

Ever the professional, Michael didn't react. "You've met Castiel."

"'Course. The kid brother, right? Is that what the sharps call each other?"

"Yes, he's my brother."

"I see the resemblance." Winchester laughed at his own joke though Castiel balked at it. He and Michael actually did look alike with their dark hair and blue eyes. It wasn't as though Michael had brought Zachariah or Raphael with him. "Anyway," Winchester continued, "let's get this show on the road. Follow me."

He wobbled off the bar stool and headed toward the door with a "Staff Only" sign. When Castiel tried to follow, the other werewolf slid into his path.

"Nuh uh. You and me stay out here," he said.

"That wasn't the plan," Castiel snapped. He looked to Michael for support, but Michael just raised a hand, effectively telling him to stop.

The door clicked close behind the two older men, and the werewolf went back to his beer. "Name's Dean. Sorry my old man didn't say. He's used to working with people we already know." He said it like doing otherwise was worse than death. "You want a drink?"

"Not from you."

"I meant a beer."

"The answer doesn't change." Castiel shoved his hands into his coat pockets. Maybe if he just got a little closer to the door… He started pacing. After a couple of passes he chanced an extra few steps closer.

"Uh-uh." Dean snapped his fingers. "Where you think you're going?"

Castiel glared. "Nowhere."

Dean smiled, almost easy, but with a sharp edge. "Then why don't you take a load off? And if you don't wanna sit too close to me, there's plenty of seats around." He gestured broadly to the long line of stools.

"No, thank you."

"It wasn't a suggestion." The smile was gone, replaced with an intensity that probably had all his underlings scrambling to obey.

"And what makes you think I take orders from a dog? No, not a dog. A puppy."

Dean's eyes flashed golden, and he snirled his lip to show his canines. "Watch it."

Castiel let his fangs drop and showed them fully on a hiss. Dean crossed the space between them in a blink, but he still had enough control not to touch. He was growling low in his chest, and they were close enough that Castiel swore he could feel it in his own. There was nothing he wanted more than to take the first swipe. He wanted to tear into the other man's throat.

"What is your fucking problem, man?" Dean grit out finally. His eyes flashed back to their natural green, and the breath stuttered out of Castiel. It was the strangest thing, and it threw Castiel off kilter.

Finally, he said, "You smell like a dog." Which was technically true, but he'd worked with wolves before.

"And?"

"This place is a shithole."

"Well, boohoo, Princess." Dean backed away then. He deliberately turned his back and continued nursing his beer. His canines still made bumps across his upper lip, but he seemed calm enough. "You're the one asking us for help."

"Michael's asking you for help," Castiel corrected without a thought.

Dean slanted an unimpressed look at him. "Huh. Never would've guessed you weren't on board."

"I fail to see what you mutts—"

"Okay, dude," Dean snapped. "Enough with the dog shit. Yeah, we're werewolves, yuck it up. Jesus, you'd think you'd never worked with a different species before."

"Most of the species we work with don't smell—"

"Yeah, well, you smell like an emergency room, so people in glass houses…"

Castiel waited for him to continue, to explain, to elaborate. When none of that happened, he said, "What about people in glass houses?"

Dean spun around on his stool. "You're kidding, right?" He looked Castiel up and down. "Oh, man, you're serious as a bullet in the gut. You know, the saying 'people in glass houses shouldn't throw rocks'?"

"No."

"Well, buddy, it's self-explanatory. You stink, so don't go around telling other people they smell bad."

"We don't sme—"

"You really, really do. It's singeing my poor, delicate puppy nose—" It really was a nice nose. Castiel huffed at the ridiculous thought, realized he was staring, and looked away. "—and soon, I won't be able to smell anything at all."

"Are you making fun of me?"

Dean leaned his elbows on the bar behind him, making himself a long, confident line. He smiled crookedly. "Only a little bit."

If Castiel were human, he was sure he'd be flushed. Something like anger heated his blood, and he wanted… He wanted…

Dean had freckles, Castiel realized. They were a light dusting across his nose and the top of his cheeks. He wasn't sure how he hadn't noticed them before. He wasn't sure why he was noticing them at all. Dean's eyes were sparkling—even in the shitty, low light—like he knew a secret. He raised his beer to his lips. His tongue darted out to guide it home, and as he tipped it back to take a drink, half of it slipped past his mouth and down the front of his shirt.

He jerked upright with a muttered "shit." He scrambled for the roll of paper towels behind the bar. Castiel let himself laugh, grateful that the ridiculous, obscene display was over. His heart slowed to a more reasonable rhythm; the adrenaline that had been singing in his blood faded.

As he cleaned away the spilled beer, Dean kept darting looks up at him through his lashes. There was still a small smile on his lips, but it didn't seem like a taunt anymore.

He tossed the last of the soiled paper towels and grabbed two fresh beers. "Now that we've both made asses of ourselves, you down for a drink?"

"I did no such thing," Castiel said. Still, he took the offered bottle.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure Michael would be thrilled that you hissed at me like a fucking cat." Dean settled on his barstool again, and after a moment's hesitation, Castiel took the one beside him.

"I gotta ask," Dean said after they'd nursed their beers in silence for a few minutes. "The whole hospital thing. Do you bathe in bleach?"

Castiel struggled to stifle his laugh. "Feeding can be messy. We have to use a variety of cleaning materials."

"You totally bathe in bleach. Have you ever heard of cologne? It could do wonders for you."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Dean tapped a rhythm on the bartop. If Castiel didn't know any better, he'd think the werewolf was nervous. "Don't know if it would help the dog smell. That's a harder one to cover up."

Before Castiel could think of anything to say, Michael came sweeping out of the back room. "Dean, thank you for keeping my brother company."

"Any time," Dean said easily enough. To Castiel, he said, "Maybe next time we'll get through a full beer?"

Castiel's mouth suddenly felt dry. He nodded tersely before following Michael out of the building.

[cas-dyke]

i could talk forever about how much i love the music of spn, but blue eyes cryin in the rain in s10x20 SPECIFICALLY got me SO bad- “Some day when we meet up yonder. We'll stroll, hand in hand again, in a land that knows no parting.”???? amelia and jimmy reuniting in heaven?????? 10/10

[phoebebuggers]

totally unrelated pieces of media however we need a radio silence adaptation with the color palette/level of soundtrack of i saw the tv glow. it would be so perfect let me direct this shit let me in the writers room

[spinning-supernatural]

Various Artists - Deadpool & Wolverine (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (2024)

Featured song - The Lady in Red by Chris De Burgh

Played during 2x15 "Tall Tales"

To no one's surprise, I'm obsessed with the new Deadpool & Wolverine movie. I picked this album up from Walmart shortly after the movie came out, but I only just realized that the soundtrack shared a song with spn. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised, since Destiel and Deadclaws are like, two stabby old man yaoi couples holding hands and dancing in a circle. Although it is unfortunately missing Madona's "Like A Prayer," this soundtrack is full of iconic songs. If I had to pick a favorite, it would probably be "I'm With You" by Avril Lavigne. Since this is a Supernatural blog, I'll also note that "I'm a Ramblin' Man" by Waylon Jennings feels like it ought to have been somewhere in one of the later seasons... Anyway, I definitely recommend getting this version of the album if you're in the market. I believe there are some other variants that are just red or yellow, but these split-color vinyls are so much more fun!

[takeyourprecioustime]

Yeah I got that thang on me