Sam And Dean - Tumblr Posts
Sometimes I just like to think about the three weird pictures I have of Misha Collins lined up next to cute/serious pictures of Jensen and Jared and just love them even more. Like... I could have chosen very serious, very modelly-like pictures, but no, Misha with a giraffe head was way better
Oh, sweet jebus. This is the funniest thing evar!!!
Cas tho! Haha!
The casting on this show is RIDICULOUS
Signs As Destiel Quotes
Aries: "I'm hunted. I rebelled, and I did it—all of it—for you."
Taurus: "I always come when you call."
Gemini: "I won't hurt Dean."
Cancer: "I'd rather have you, cursed or not."
Leo: "I'll find some way to redeem myself to you."
Virgo: "Dean and I do share a more profound bond."
Libra: "Don't ever change."
Scorpio: "I prayed to you, Cas. Every night!"
Sagittarius: "Cas, not for nothing, but the last time someone looked at me like that, I got laid."
Capricorn: "Cas...We talked about this. Personal space."
Aquarius: "Cas, Buddy, I need you."
Pisces: "The one in the dirty trench coat who's in love with you."
this edit doing something to me
Been thinking about what I posted awhile back about Sam being the better brother... But, now I'm more of a Dean person. After rewatching the show, I guess I have more of an appreciation for his jokes and sarcasm. Also, I may or may not relate to Dean as an older sibling.
But I don't hate Sam. The Winchester I hate is John. For how he treated 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 of his sons. HE WAS WILLING TO FUCKING KILL SAM!!! WTF DUDE!!!
SPN Advent Calender 2021 • Day Three - Dec 3rd
I think Supernatural might be taking over the Tumblr again.
Next step would probably be taking over other social medias (if it hasn't happened already) and/or the world.
(this is just my ramblings about Supernatural)
Sam and Dean really need to get off their butts and save us from this apocalypse. I mean, are they dead again and too busy trying to resurrect themselves?? I see no reason why they should be allowing this to happen.
Ships I believe are endgame
Bellarke
Johnlock
Destiel
Stucky
Penelope + Alvez
Jimmy-Steve + Fiona Gallagher
Gallavich
Comic book Spideypool
Mike Wheeler + Will Byers
Lincoln + Octavia
Lower Your Expectations –Bo Burnham × Supernatural Men
You want a guy that's sweet,
a guy that's tough
A feminist who likes to pay for stuff
The kind of guy that gets along with your friends
Without being attracted to any of them
A good boy,
a bad boy;
a good bad boy;
A half good, half bad, half boy
Loves your brothers,
sensitive but not weak and
Is a great lover, calls your mother on the weekend
SPN
Dean Winchester × Sam Winchester
Supernatural
Not a ship post!!!
....
We've taken different paths
And travelled different roads
I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old
And when you're in the trenches
And you're under fire I will cover you
If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
....
SPN
Sherlock & Supernatural × alignment chart
Here have this weird alignment chart😂
"Where'd all the time go?
It's starting to fly"
Adult Sam Winchester talking to his younger self
Come on in, the water's fine
You say the ocean's rising
like I give a shit
You say the whole world's ending,
honey, it already did
You're not gonna slow it,
Heaven knows you tried
Got it?
Good, now get inside
guyssss can someone request a small fic from either scream, the hunger games, the maze runner, shameless, jjk, outer banks, gen v, supernatural, or you. I’m still writing the Jordan li fic but it’s really long and I don’t have enough time to finish it anytime soon so far
Dean Winchester x Reader
Not a boring life
«Are you listening to me? Dean.» Castiel puts his hand on my shoulder .
«I was thinking… you can read minds, don’t you?» Castiel looks at me.
«Yes, I can. Why?»
«The son of a bitch of that fucking angel made me see a reality in 6 years from now and… Sam had become his vassal, and Y/n was with him. They were, I mean… together. Besides, the devil told me I would lose her because he offered her something I can never give her. I know there’s a chance he’ll take Sam, but her?»
In my mind, I relive that damn moment a hundred of times: Sam, who isn’t Sammy anymore, possessed by the devil and Y/n who is at his side and he caressed her! That drives me crazy.
«So?» Castiel asks.
«Read Y/n’s mind, see if you can find something that she has lost or someone. Maybe she desires something more than anything.»
«Wouldn’t be better if you ask her?»
«Wouldn’t be better if you do what I asked you and don’t say a thing?!» he nods and disappears.
2 minutes later
«Done.»
«Oh, you’re already back.» I lean against the wall.
«So, what is her biggest secret?» I say funny but Castiel looks at me with a serious, too much seriousness, face.
«She lost her family: her dad died of a cancer when she was young and then her mother and her brother died in a car accident five years ago.» He tells me the story, and I see in his eyes the sadness.
«is there anything else? Why do you have that face?»
« I saw her feeling, Dean. It was distressing to see her memories, devastating to live them I guess. Besides it was hard to find those memories, it was like she erased them. She was alone most the time of her life. A child growing up too fast. But when she lost her mom and her brother in a car accident, she was in the car but she survived. She spent months to recovery, she wanted die with them...»
«She wanted to die? Why she didn’t tell me nothing?»
«Calm yourself, Dean, she has her reasons.»
«Yeah, and she can talk to me! I could help her.»
«Don’t you understand, Dean? She can’t even think about it… losing before her father, then all the rest of her family. Y/n just wants…»
«What?» Castiel and I turn around and see Y/n at the door. She just looked at Castiel, though.
«Cass, say that is not what I’m thinking…» Cass looks down at his feet.
«Why did you do that?» Her eyes begin to fill with tears.
«I’m sorry, Y/n…» Cass says.
«Why did you do that? Why are you talking to him about it?» Her breath becomes irregular. I approach her, but she immediately backs up.
«I wanna an answer Cass! Why did you do that?» Y/n yells at him. Cass’s embarrassment is evident.
«I asked him to do that.» as I said that she slowly turns to me.
«Why…?» I try again to get close to her, but she still backs up.
«That was my life! I had to be the one to tell you that not an angel who can reads minds! Why did you do that?» Y/n yells at me preventing me from approaching her.
«Baby, I asked Cass to do that because I need to know why you in 6 years, you would’ve said yes to the devil… the fucking angel made me see a reality, in 6 years from now, where you and Sam were with Lucifer and I realised I have to make things work differently…»
«Why didn’t you ask me, first?» i try to approach her again but she won’t let me touch her.
«Honey, why didn’t you tell me that? I could help you. I love you, I’m sorry for what you had to live through.»
But these words don’t calm her down, they make her more nervous.
«Yes? What would you have done? Take them back? That is impossible, and all I want is to forget! Forget about everything that has happened to me before this life with you! Sorry for not telling you anything that happens on this or whatever happen before that we met but I can’t…» she makes a pause, then say
«But you didn’t have the right to steal my secrets.» When she finishes talking, she turns and leaves the room.
«Oh, maybe you, Cass, could read my mind so you’ll explain to your friend how I feel right now. Steal this from me too.» She says defiantly to Castiel.
Now I feel guilty for both her and Cass too.
«Y/n, please listen to me…»
«LEAVE ME ALONE!I always respect the fact that you didn’t wanna talk about what fucking happened in the hell and I was okay with that! I never said nothing even when you didn’t wanna explain why you were sad or angry or whatever. Why can’t you do the same with me? Or maybe you could ask me instead…»
«Come on, love, lemme explain…»
«Yeah, no. The only thing that I wanna do is run away from here. Before you destroy everything, with you I never think about that! But you have to know, right? All that matters was that you know.
Don’t follow me, I hate you right now and I don’t wanna even see you.»
These words strike me deeply... but it is true, I never told her what had happened in hell or the shit life I had before meeting her. Yet, she was always by my side when all I needed was a hug.
The sound of the door closing makes me lose my mind.
«Sorry Cass… »I say quickly and I go to the room. Y/n's voice is the only thing I can hear when I look in the mirror and see myself.
I punch the mirror, hurting my hand, then
I throw the TV and lampshades on the ground. Then I take the chair and split it on the dresser...
After completely destroying the room, I sit on the floor leaning against the wall, covering my face with my hands.
I’m tired of always trying to do the right thing to protect the people I love but, no matter what I do, everything has to fuck up!
Every fucking time!
Y/n’s pov
After running until my feet begged me to stop, I sat by a lake.
Dean didn’t have to do this to me, he didn’t have to steal my thoughts. And yet it’s his style. Getting what he wants by any means...
After the last double funeral, I walked out of that house and vowed never to return. All my life, forgetting was the antidote to everything that hurt me.
But even if I try, I can’t forget, and every time these thoughts come back, I get lost.
One year after my mother and brother died, Dean came along, like a bolt from the blue. And damn me falling in love with him... of him, of the life that appeared in front me, of Sam, of hunting.
Not a boring life.
Maybe I exaggerated... the words I said to him definitely hurt him. I pick up the phone and find a message from Dean.
“I’m sorry, I know I fucked up, I know, but please before everything talk to me. Love you.”
I don’t answer the message, but I get up and go back.
I open the front door and go to the kitchen where the light is on.
«It’s very late.» Dean says.
«I’m sorry, I…» as soon as I start talking he turns to me. I see his bloody hands.
«What happen?» This time, I’m getting close to him.
«I’m sorry. I lost my mind. Look Yn, I’m really sorry. But all I wanted to do was keep you safe from Lucifer and I need to know why you would’ve chosen him.»
«I never would choose him.»
«He would promise you to take them back.»Seeing his shiny eyes saddens me and, even all he does, the only thing I wanna do is kiss him.
«This is impossible. And even if this is possible in a certain demoniac way, I don’t care: they are dead and I know that pretty well.»
I love you, Y/n. » Dean smiles and continues
«I know that I love you, sweetheart. I loved you since the first time I saw you. Every time I'm with him, I find myself forgetting all the pain I've endured when we look into each other's eyes.
«Can I touch you? » Dean asks me.
«You have to.» I find myself in his arms in a flash.
«I love you, Dean.» I hear his laugh in my ears. He takes me in his arms and rests me on the kitchen counter, I gird his life with my legs.
«You don’t know how much I love you, Y/n.» He says as he kisses my neck and my hands caress his hair.
«I’m yours…» Dean says.
«And I’m yours, Dean.»
«Say it again, I think I could come.»
«Just like this? I didn’t even touch you there…» He lifts his head from the hollow of my neck and takes my face in his hands.
«You don’t need to touch me to turn me on.» I smile and kiss him on his beautiful lips.
This is all I need to make me feel alive...
Dean Winchester x reader
Summery: you and Sam are happily together but one night Dean gets drunk and he finds himself confesses his love for you.
«Dean, I think you drank too much tonight.» I say grabbing his hand before he could take another sip from his drink.
«Do you have in mind something greater than drink? ‘Cause if you do, please tell me.» Dean uses an ironic tone. I roll my eyes. He bites his lips.
«I love getting on your nerves, you know? You damn sexy when you’re upset…» his hand goes on my cheek and caresses it with his thumb.
I don’t understand what is going on, why he is doing that… yes, he was always kind to me but not that much.
«Dean…» he shakes his head.
«Just a few moments… please.» he says and I nod.
«Are you okay?» I ask him looking in his eyes. «I mean, apart everything strange and scary and…» he talks before I can finish my sentence.
«No, I’m not okay.» When he says it I notice the sadness on his face.
«Would you like to tell me what is wrong?» I smile at him, and Dean does a little smirk.
«I could never ask you that. I can’t even say it aloud.» his hand’s still on my face.
«What’s up? You’re scaring me.» he smiles and takes his hand off my face.
«When I look at you all I think is “I can’t do that”, you know? Because you’re Sammy’s. But, god, I wish you were mine.» he turns around and gets off the bar while I stay there, paralysed.
He just said that he wants me? I take my jacket and go after him.
Dean stands against his car, with the hands in his pockets and the head low.
«What was that?» I ask almost yelling.
«Calm yourself, sweetheart. I’m drunk. I don’t know what I’m saying.» he says without watching me.
«You know I’m with Sam, right?» He rolls his eyes and does a grin.
«Yes, I know. And you don’t make me forget about it even for a damn minute. How many times you moan his name when he fucks you? When he takes you in the shower? When he kisses your neck? Have you ever think I could hear you? Or maybe that turn you on more and more?» he comes closer to me and makes me push against the Impala. He is in front of me with his arms at the sides of my body.
«How many times I had to stay out of the room because you two were making out and all I could think was “Damn it, I wanna be the one who fucks her.” But no, you choose Sam… the big hot nerd. And what about me?»
He kisses my neck, really he is sucking my skin.
«Dean… stop.» I say but I understand, from my tone, I don’t mean it.
«Tell me you love Sam… I dare you.» his hands explore my body and one of them stops at my thing. He grabs it and push it to make his room to my vagina. He touches me there and, even if my jeans are on, I feel wet.
«Dean…» I whisper.
«Yes, moan my name darling.» His hand slips under my shirt and unhook my bra.
«Would you like to continue in the car or I have to take you right there?» he whispers in my ear. I’m not able to talk, I feel the passion grows in me.
«I’m with Sam…» I say in a whisper.
«You want me.» while he’s saying these words he grabs my chin, lifting my face.
«I want you…» he kisses my lips. His tongue opens my mouth strongly, but I don’t step back, instead I kiss him back. My hand is lost in his hair pushing him closer. His hands unbutton my jeans and he opens the car door.
We enter in the Impala, he is over me.
«Now, Y/n, you’re mine.» he says firmly and I nod.
«I’m yours.» He smirks and winks.
«Yes, you are.» He lowers over me pulling me off my shirt and my bra. He grabs one of my boobs with his hand, squeezing it tight, meanwhile he takes in his lips the nipple of the other.
My hands reach his jeans to unbutton it, but he stops me.
«I’ll tell you when it’s time. Just enjoy it.»
He returns to his work on my boobs, but I wanna more so I lift my hips against him.
«Please, Dean…» he bites my nipple making me moan and, finally, he lowers on my pants.
He touches me.
«You have wet your panty… good girl.»
Without taking off my underwear, he rubs my clit and I help the movement by moving me against her finger.
He finally takes it off and puts his finger in the middle of it. He licks it.
«Delicious... I think Sam likes it. Have you ever tasted you?» I shake my head.
«What a shame. You should do that, you’re so good.»
Then he opens my legs a little more and pulls his tongue against my pussy licking it.
«Dean…» I moan when he bites my clit. He makes his tongue goes round and round while he stinks his finger in my sex.
«I have to say it, you squeeze so tight. I like it.»
«Another…» I moan for more.
He sticks out his finger, takes off his jeans and his pants and enters inside me.
The both of us moan at the same time and he starts to move his hips. He pushes himself inside me more and more, I follow his movement.
«Dean I’m…» I say in a wisher, I feel so high and full… his pushes become stronger.
I come all over his sex but he doesn’t stop.
«Oh, you’re amazing.» I say while he continues to push. I want him to be pleased like I am so I make him come closer to so he’s almost lying over me. I wrap his waist with my legs and he grabs my back. I take off his shirt and I kiss him on the lips, neck, shoulder, chest, everywhere.
«I’m close…» he says and I squeeze his sex tighter. When he tries to get off of me to come and keep him strongly against me.
«Y/n, I can’t…»
«I want you inside of me.» He comes and all of him fill me completely.
We stay for a little like this then I lift up getting out of me.
We look at each other without saying a word then we dress up.
When we have done and the high was gone, I feel terrible.
«Dean…» I try to say something but nothing comes out of my mouth.
«I don’t judge you. I’m not thinking about you betray my brother with me, all I’m thinking is that this was the best night of my life.»
Dean Winchester x reader
Summery: you and Sam are happily together but one night Dean gets drunk and he finds himself confesses his love for you.
«Dean, I think you drank too much tonight.» I say grabbing his hand before he could take another sip from his drink.
«Do you have in mind something greeter than drink? ‘Cause if you do, please tell me.» Dean uses an ironic tone. I roll my eyes. He bites his lips.
«I love getting on your nerves, you know? You’re damn sexy when you’re upset…» his hand goes on my cheek and caresses it with his thumb.
I don’t understand what is going on, why he is doing that… yes, he was always kind to me but not that much; well maybe he is just drunk.
«Dean…» he shakes his head.
«Just a few moments… please.» he says and I nod.
«Are you okay?» I ask him looking in his eyes. «I mean, apart everything strange and scary and…» he talks before I can finish my sentence.
«No, I’m not okay.» When he says it I notice the sadness on his face.
«Would you like to tell me what is wrong?» I smile at him, and Dean does a little smirk.
«I could never ask you that. I can’t even say it aloud.» his hand’s still on my face.
«What’s up? You’re scaring me.» he smiles and takes off his hand of my face.
«When I look at you all I think is “I can’t do that”, you know? Because you’re Sammy’s. But, god, I wish you were mine.» he turns around and gets off the bar while I stay there, paralysed.
He just said that he wants me? I take my jacket and go after him.
Dean stands against his car, with the hands in his pockets and the head low.
«What was that?» I ask almost yelling.
«Calm yourself, sweetheart. I’m drunk. I don’t know what I’m saying.» he says without watching me.
«You know I’m with Sam, right?» He rolls his eyes and does a grin.
«Yes, I know. And you don’t make me forget about it even for a damn minute. How many times you moan his name when he fucks you? When he takes you in the shower? When he kisses your neck? Have you ever think about I could hear you? Or maybe that turn you on more and more?» he come closer to me and makes me push against the Impala. He is in front of me with his arms at the sides of my body.
«How many times I had to stay out of the room because you two were making out and all I could think was “Damn it, I wanna be the one who fucks her.” But no, you choose Sam… the big bad nerd. And what about me?»
He kisses my neck, really he is sucking my skin.
«Dean… stop.» I say but I understand, from my tone, I don’t mean it.
«Tell me you love Sam… I dare you.» his hands explore my body and one of them stops at my thigh. He grabs it and push it to make his room to my vagina. He touches me there and, even if my jeans are on, I fell wet.
«Dean…» I whisper.
«Yes, moan my name darling.» His hand slips under my shirt and unhook my bra.
«Would you like to continue in the car or I have to take you right there?» he whisper at my ear. I’m not able to talk, I feel the passion grows in me.
«I’m with Sam…» I say in a whisper.
«You want me.» while he’s saying this words he grabs my chin lifting my face.
«I want you…» he kisses my lips. His tongue opens my mouth strongly but I don’t step back, instead I kiss him back. My hand is lost in his hair pushing him closer. His hands unbutton my jeans and he opens the car door.
We enter in the Impala, he is over me.
«Now, Y/n, you’re mine.» he says firmly and I nod.
«I’m yours.» He smirks and winks.
«Yes, you are.» He lowers over me pulling me off my shirt and my bra. He grabs one of my boobs with his hand squeezing it tight, meanwhile he takes in his lips the nipple of the other.
My hands reach his jeans to unbutton it but he stops me.
«I’ll tell you when it’s time. Just enjoy it.»
He returns on his job on my boobs but I wanna more so I lift my hips against him.
«Please, Dean…» he bites my nipple making me moan and lowers on my pants.
He touches me.
«You have wet your panty… good girl.»
Without taking off my underwear he rubs my clit and I help the movement by moving me against his finger.
He finally takes it off and puts his finger in the middle of it. He licks it.
«Delicious... I think Sam likes it. Have you ever tasted you?» I shake my head.
«What a shame. You should do that, you’re so good.»
Then he opens my legs a little more and pulls his tongue against my pussy licking it.
«Dean…» I moan when he bites my clit. He makes his tongue goes round and round while he stinks his finger in my sex.
«I have to say it, you squeeze so tight. I like it.»
«more…» I moan for more.
He sticks out his finger, takes off his jeans and his pants and enters inside me.
The both of us moan at the same time and he starts to move his hips. He pushes himself inside me more and more, I follow his movement.
«Dean I’m…» I say in a wisher, I feel so high and full… his pushes become more strong.
I come all over his sex but he doesn’t stop.
«Oh, you’re amazing.» I say while he continues to push. I want him to be pleased like I am so I make him come closer to so he’s almost lying over me. I wrap his waist with my legs and he grabs my back. I take off his shirt and I kiss him at the lips, neck, shoulder, chest, everywhere.
«I’m close…» he says and I squeeze his sex tighter. When he tries to get off of me to come and keep him strongly against me.
«Y/n, I can’t…»
«I want you inside of me.» He comes and all of him fill me completely.
We stay for a little like this then he lift up getting out of me.
We look at each other without saying a word then we dress up.
When we have done and the high was gone, I feel terrible.
«Dean…» I try to say something but nothing come out of my mouth.
«I don’t judge you. I’m not thinking about you betraying my brother with me, all I’m thinking is that this was the best night of my life.»