when Dean went to heaven, he drove till he met Sam. He d r o v e till he met Sam. He didn't care about anyone else. He drove till he met Sam. Do I have to say it more clearly? He didn't look for anyone other than Sam. While Sam lived his life on earth, Dean waited for him. Dean drove down that road until he met Sam. I'm drilling this into you because I can't get over the fact that even tho they spent their whole lives together, Dean was eager to see him immediately again. My heart.
Dean recognizes Sam’s voice even when he has absolutely no memory of himself or his life experiences.
This is canon. 12x11 Dean is hit with a curse that slowly unravels his memory and we see it slipping away from him—comedically at first, and gut-wrenchingly, later. It gets to the point where he is standing in front the bathroom mirror repeating a mantra to himself “my name is Dean Winchester. Sam is my brother. Mary is my mom. Cas is my best friend.”
We see him repeat this over and over, slowly losing a word or two each time until he is staring at himself, crying and terrified because he can no longer recall his own name or who he is. "My name...my name is...my n-name..."
Then Rowena gets a call from Sam, who shouts out in pain when he is attacked. And Dean Winchester—who at this point CANNOT RECOLLECT HIS OWN NAME—yells out “Sam!” in alarm. There is concern on his face. Concern that has no right to be there because "Dean" doesn't exist anymore and cannot possibly know the voice on the other end of the phone. But he does.
If that isn’t proof of a cosmic, soul-deep connection I don’t know what possibly could be. I would know you anywhere everywhere. I would know you in death. I would know you even if I wasn’t me anymore. You are more a part of me than I am.
And then when Sam and the witch they’re hunting come into the room and Dean is pointing his gun at both of them, Sam points himself out as “Brother” and then points out the witch and Dean trusts him, without question or hesitation.
Dean said he’d be there for Sam every step of the way.
Bobby said time works differently in heaven.
What if Dean didn’t go directly to heaven? What if when he got there, it only took a song in a journey in the impala for Sam to arrive because Dean had only just left him? But because times works differently, Dean doesn’t remember his spirit being on earth. What if his spirt was tied to the impala on earth because that car meant so much to him and Sam that even burning Dean’s body on the pyre didn’t get rid of him?
What if Dean was standing there beside his brother as the flames rose higher and Sam’s tears fell further? What if he was there when Sam fell off the radar, drowning himself in drink oblivious to Dean screaming at him that this is not what he wanted for him. What if he was there when Sam met his future wife, the one who could never replace what they had, but was the first person to make Sam smile, and anyone to make Sam smile was an instant plus in Dean’s books. Plus she was hot, so go Sam!
What if he was there for their wedding, Sam needing a moment alone, looking at himself in the mirror in his smart suit, a genuine but sad smile that was drifting from his face as he’d sigh, put the smile back, and say to his reflection, “Wish you were here Dean.” For he loved his lady, very much, she brought him back from the brink of what he’d told Dean he would never do, and Dean would reach to brush a stray hair from Sam’s eyes, only for nothing to move.
What if Dean was there to see the birth of his nephew, and the now happy tears in his brothers eyes as he held his son for the first time, the tiny hand grasping onto Sam’s little finger as Sam chokes out a, “Hey little Dean.”, and the ghostly figure beside them would look to Sam with an expression that could only be read as pure love, and pride, as he’d stand over them both like a protector.
What if Dean was there for his nephews first steps, cheering along with Sam as Sam whisked his son into his arms with a huge grin, and the little Dean would laugh and giggle…and then look at Dean, grinning directly at him.
What if little Dean ran around the house, Sam telling him and his “imaginary friend” to be careful as Dean chased his laughing nephew as they pretended the floor was lava, Sam oblivious to the relationship forming between his son and his ghostly brother.
What if Dean was there when Sam told his older son all about the life he’d led before he met his mother, the life with his uncle Dean and the world of the supernatural, getting the protective tattoo on his son and all the while the not so little Dean looking at his imaginary friend, that he still had even at his age, and knowing that is not what he was.
He’d still smile at him though.
What if Dean was there for it all? Right to the end, where Dean jnr would stroke his fathers grey, flyaway hair from his head, and then turn sadly to ask his uncle, “Is it time?”
What if Dean nodded, “Tell him its okay, that he can go now.”, and he’d try one last time to brush another stubborn bit of grey hair away, nothing happening as usual, those familiar words falling from his nephew as Sam placed his hand on his sons on his chest.
What if Dean whispered quietly to his nephew “Take care kiddo”, before taking one last look at Sam just before his final breath, and fading into the shadows, leaving Sam’s final thought to be how did his son know those words? He’d never plucked up the courage to tell him of those final few moments together with his brother, it was something secret, and sacred, and part of his heart meant only for one other…….
What if Dean hugged Sam on that bridge, so hard, so tightly, because it had been first time he’d been able to touch him in far too many long and painful decades.
Decades?
But….it had only been the length of a song, hadn’t it?
↳ (late seasons) sam + favorite scenes
Jensen Ackles talking about how much he hates the SPN finale and how his feelings about the way Dean died were completely disregarded 😔
The trauma must be ruining this guy's life. He probably doesn't even sleep at night thinking about it... #FreeJensen
And to all the morons who try to ruin this for him, 🖕🏻
Just because they didn't make your fanfics come true, doesn't mean it was the wrong way to end the show. Get over it. This is not about you 🙄 and it was never about a ship. It started and ended with them 👇🏻
💯 break your “sexy silence” Jensen 🤣
It was always about the brothers. Them ending up in Heaven together, finally at peace… it was the perfect ending.
Shaming Jensen for loving the episode, and being proud of his performance I’m sure, is pathetic.
I’m sure I don’t need to tell you who that is (x)
and then would come the murder you will never survive– your brother, sam
the profoundly rattled face dean makes right after cain tells him he'll kill sam. like someone just grotesquely ripped his arteries out. he looks shaken and filled with cowardice. his steadfast mask of unshakable fortitude shattered completely. It's almost as bad as a helpless child at the end of the world. absouletly terrifed. nothing brings him to his knees and breaks his soul quite like sam. It's like watching a proud king stripped of all his grandeur. It's so satisfying bc he does not make these expressions because of anyone else
SUPERNATURAL, Carry On, 15.20 (dir. Robert Singer)
11x17 | red meat
Supernatural Hiatus Creations | Week Sixteen Subtext
When it comes to Sam and Dean, there really is no need for subtext.
trying on an argument why sam and dean were in factual canonical enmeshment: their bond presumes the absence of nuclear family or any long-term partner in the lives of either; the very formulation of this rigid condition - me or her, - is telling, overtly so, how their relationships are rooted bog-deep in the belief in its crucial self-sufficiency. the bond between related people devoid of such an incestuous tilt generally endorses that a relative builds and commits to a family of his own and puts not a stipulation of choice. that is, ‘it is fine if my brother marries - how and why would that affect our connection?’ - is not fine with sam and dean. if it was so, sam would've kept dating ruby, amelia, etc., etc., without dean putting him under the exigency of picking, without the uncontrollable invasion of his sexual and general privacy by dean (‘did you have sex with her? first madison then ruby now cara then lilith’, dean eavesdropping on sam's calls and going through his phone, or interrogating him concerning his whereabouts, if there's a woman he doesn't know about), and, moreover, without sam feeling an unspelt obligation of either concealing (why, right?) or rescinding these side hook-ups. oh, also it's him or benny. same with lisa, who knew the fact of her secondariness when competing with sam and that the existence of one naturally excluded that of the other. why can't they all be a big family performing roles socially allotted to them?.. because sam fills in all the roles. because dean and sam want to live in one room and they brush their teeth together and share one car and invariably solve cases together and own a dog and coparent jack and even their afterlife is a shared homoheaven bereft of other love interests. where a woman is to put herself between, in what inextant interstice? ultimately she is reduced to a blur in the background while sammy raises his kid, dean ii, and she is not addressed, not once, in the script, her only definition is of a nemo-womb sam cohabits with to conceive a replica of dean he can nurture as a solace during his lifelong premeditation of reunion with his brother, his nóstos - this is an awful lot of all women and possible partners of have been and to be. one would say that's rather too much. were sam and dean a girl and a boy conforming to gender binarism & heteronormativity the ambiguity of their relation would've been acknowledged more widely, the incestuous codependency interpreted more obscene. but since they're not and also are very uneasy with the innuendo (‘the most troubling question is why they keep assuming we're gay? - we're just brothers!’), it's very convenient to diminish it to just a strong fraternal love. which it is. but not only that.
the potentiality of erotic subtext inside of their greedy proximity seems scary and stupid and is eschewed by both - how are they to subvert and subsume their relationship into non-brother categorization when it's just their life, just the only thing they've known, being this close? still, the only affairs permitted are the ones that are treated as and are simple, emotionally untethered one-night-stands because sam and dean are not sexually available to each other. nor they're resolute into directly consummating their relationship - the need to is either lacking or suppressed and is to be interpreted variously because covert incest is not primarily about coition but miscellanea of things, more often than not of un/subconscious genesis and procession. sam and dean know their relationship is bonkers. they don't necessarily have to know or admit they're a couple. what else they know, though, is they can't have sex. they cannot consciously translate their enmeshment into overt eroticism. that's why the siren episode is titled ‘sex and violence’ - there the mutual violence unleashed onto each other (along with the symbolic penetration through knife and breaking of the door) serves as a surrogate for sex. that, along with impulsive hugs, is the only form of lingering physical contact they usually have. but the yearning, although not experienced in one concreteness, compensates and provides for itself in a safer realm of sam and dean's emotional spaces. they can't have sex but they can fall into possession of each other's feelings. that's why once the personal attachment to anyone else is developed it is construed as betrayal by either. if you need another person, if you feel something for them that you're supposed to feel only with me (intimacy, trust, love, loyalty, belonging) - that's when you abandon me because we can't coexist with others.
Ok one:
This particular little bit will be knocking around in my mind for the next 100 years. I'm not joking this one sentence has completely rewired the way I think of and feel about that part of the finale.
Second, this:
Reading this made 'sex and violence' just CLICK in my mind and how I see Sam and Dean as a whole, whereas before it had kind of just been sitting out as a not-really-understandable-but-still-funny-sexy-episode.
Not 'sex and violence' so much as it's sex-or-violence -> violence-or-sex -> violence as sex
A thousand kudos to your meta op
sam/dean ♡ kill kill by lana del rey
Sharing my favorite samdean edit I found on YouTube. It’s so good.
Sam, getting to know Dean in season 1.
this is sam's only death (near) where he could get words out and dean was around. Every time at his time of dying sam wanted to tell dean how much he adores and is grateful for everything he does for him; dean putting no one above him no matter what is the one thing sam feels so strongly about it carries to his last breath
from his first moment on earth to his last he has been protected by dean and it's the only thing he ever knew that was true
supernatural deciding to never even attempt to break down the codependency between sam and dean was the best shit ever. the final saving grace of the show: those brothers remained Fucking Weird about each other for all of time and after death. they’re siblings, they’re married, it’s abusive, it’s love so powerful it saves the world multiple times, everyone around them is destroyed by being in their orbit, they raise (and fuck up!) a kid together, there were so many points at which they could have either chosen to leave and get better, they never did or even really tried that hard, every single romantic relationship they ever had is broken up so they can get back together. they had it all.
stigmata imagery shared between sam winchester and jack kline
Adding my usual note that the ‘stone number one’ scene adds to the Christ!Sam parallels with the stigmata (ongoing Hallucifer with Christ’s temptations in the wilderness etc), but also sets Dean up as Simon Peter, Jesus’ number one disciple.
“You shall be called Peter because you are rock, and on you I will build my church, and the gates of Hell shall not overcome it.”