Phantom faces at the window, phantom shadows on the floor. Empty chairs at empty tables where my friends will meet no more.
(Source: forsakenprotector)
wow that episode was SO GOOD
all the brotherly dynamic
all the old beasts
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catching up on Supernatural
bless whichever writer decided Sam and Dean should wear glasses
also Dean stop breaking my heart 3 million times per episode seriously
“I adopted two boys. And they grew up great.”
“They grew up to be heroes”
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DEAN WINCHESTER:
- The brute force, the con artist, the womanizer, the gunman, the instinct
- most likely to be found in a bar filing the edges off his anger
- The big damn hero who throws himself in harm’s way, every day, without question
- Who thinks he’s 90% crap
- The violent, hedonistic badass
- recruited for God and Heaven by angelic forces
- Went to Hell
- Because of a marrow-deep, all-consuming love for his brother
- Afraid of flying, though
- But can somehow still laugh like he’s five years old and get excited over Shark Week and Slinkys
- Even though he came back from Hell scarred, shaky, and broken
- With torturer’s blood on his hands that’ll never wash off
- And all the joy and swagger knocked out of his spirit
- Except for Sam
- If he stops to think about everything that’s happened
- He’d eat a gun
- If he got to talking about it
- He’d scare Sam
- Sam needs to feel safe and calm at all costs
- (And, hey, he’s gotta keep his game-face on)
- So he doesn’t; he just keeps his head down and does what needs doing
- Because Sam needs him
- So take another drink
- Square your shoulders
- Shove it down
- And do it all again tomorrow
SAM WINCHESTER:
- The intellectual, the empath, the introvert, also the gunman, the intuition
- most likely to be found camped out over a book taking in everything he can
- The big damn hero who throws himself in harm’s way, every day, without question
- Who thinks he’s the least of any of them
- The gentle, truth-seeking soul
- recruited for Lucifer and Hell by demonic forces
- Went to Hell for the world
- Because of a sudden rush of love for his brother
- Afraid of clowns, though
- But can somehow still poke fun at himself and marvel at the wonder of the world around him
- Even though he came back from Hell scarred, shaky, and broken
- With torture etched deep in his bones and Satan living in his head
- Not knowing what’s real
- Except for Dean
- If he stops to think about everything that’s happened
- He’d shatter into a million pieces
- If he got to talking about it
- He’d scare Dean
- Dean’s got bigger things to worry about
- (And, hey, other people have it worse)
- So he doesn’t; he just keeps his head down and does what needs doing
- Because Dean needs him
- So press your thumb into the scar
- Square your shoulders
- Shove it down
- And do it all again tomorrow
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