Sam And Dean - Blog Posts

hi tumblr should I start blogging again

intro **UPDATED**

y'all can call me jaydell! ,, I'm a photographer and maybe an upcoming writer

A Little About Me:

I'm 16 ,, I'm a cismale,, I've liked the Beatles since I was 12. I'm into supernatural and the Beatles and Jeff Buckley and Cyndi lauper I'm Mexican ꒰୨୧

_______________________________________________I do change usernames a lot but my main usernames are ,, my tiktok is roseblwood ( mazzystar reference,, ) my discord is guitarweeps

I'm always happy to make new friends or be mutals

I have ZERO dnis

these two definitely fucked icl

why are mental health evaluations so expensive,, 700 dollars, why am I paying to find out things about me that I already know for FREE.

driver drives passenger sucks his dick til he cums

I don't play soccer sam,, but I could play with your balls : blush :

toxic yaoi

nb will ever understand my love for MSI and supernatural

i got new mutals :3 thank u guys for following me

You seem so cool.. 😞

THANKU

he's so baby boy coded

intro

jaydell ; cismale ; he him

things I'm interested in ; brokeback mountain and donnie darko and call me by your name and the scream and final destination franchise;super natural

artists I like ; jeff buckley radiohead elusin buckshot cyndi lauper the beatles the cranberries and the birthday massacre;

discord : whiteboyoffduty

that's the end of my intro thanks for reading

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like..

"You're our brother, Cas."

"....Thank you."

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Sorry guys I wanted to supernatural shit post I've been thinking about them.

Me: *tryna do schoolwork*

Everything that's ever happened in Supernatural: "yo mind if I just hang out in ur head for a bit"

Old SPN collage made b4 the whole series finale disaster

so i was looking through caps and i just noticed that the toothbrush sam uses in mystery spot:

is purple, as is the one he uses in jump the shark:

that’s a whole year difference not to mention the mystery spot cap was in an alternate timeline. and now i can’t get it out of my head; the image of sam picking a purple toothbrush each time because these are the cheap, plastic ones you buy when you’re traveling and you forgot yours at home except sam and dean are traveling all the time so i’m sure they go through a bunch of them.

and each time sam chooses purple like maybe that’s his favorite color and when he was little he’d be a little embarrassed and dean would tease him a bit and call him a girl and sam would blush and stubbornly pick out the same brush every time

and maybe he picks out other things in purple too like his boxers or his dumb socks or his other possessions.

basically sam winchester is a purple loving cutie pie and there’s nothing you can do about it.

One thing I love

Is how Sam has this just bonkers, bananas, insane attachment to Dean, that's also just entirely unexamined by him.

Like, it's a bit different on Dean's end. Dean is absolutely ludicrously attached to Sam as well, but Dean *knows* this. He talks about how "watching out for Sam" is his job and identity. He talks about how he knows he goes too far for him. He even acknowledges sometimes that he knows it isn't a normal or healthy way to be.

But then Sam. Intellectual, rational, introspective, analytical Sam. Sam the "more independent" brother. Sam the "selfish" brother. Sam who left, Sam who ran, Sam who maybe could have lived a normal life.

That guy started combing through John's journal halfway through Season 1, looking for a way to magick Dean out of dying. *He never even attempted this for Jess*. Jess died, he grieved. Dean was going to die, Sam's brain just did one big "NOPE!" And he never asked himself why that was.

And so it's gone throughout the series. Dean's in danger, Dean's gone, Sam loses his mind. Dean rejects him - or Sam just thinks Dean's rejecting him - Sam loses his mind some more. But... for a guy who seems really self-aware in other ways, prior to Season 11 the most he'd ever say would be a shrug and "He's my brother." It's almost like it doesn't even occur to Sam that this is something he maybe *should* examine. Like to him, if course anyone would react to their sibling's death that way (but not a spouse's death? Jess didn't raise that level of insanity in him). Of course the proper response to your brother being disappointed in you is to want to kill yourself. There's nothing to think about.

Dean knows it isn't normal. But to Sam, it doesn't even register.

Even later, when he had examined this enough to tell Dean they had to chill out a bit on the whole ending-the-world-to-save-each-other thing. He still told his mother that he and Dean only hug when it's "literally the end of the world." The fact that he didn't catch the inaccuracy of that comment, the fact that that's really what Sam thinks, is fascinating. This guy is usually a relatively reliable narrator. He's usually pretty good at seeing things as they are and not distorting. But he processed "Dean and I hug when death is on the line" as "We hug when the world is ending", and he didn't even catch that he did that. He didn't realize he had conflated "Dean dying" with "world ending." And that is so completely *not normal* for Sam in any other way.

Like, Dean is aware that he's bonkers where Sam is concerned, and he's aware of the pros and cons of being that way. Sam's out there straight-up stabbing people and drinking demon blood and releasing Darkness, saying "Well yeah, he's my brother." And that disconnect, in a guy who spends his life trying to know everything, is just... Agh.

[insp.]

Maybe it ends bloody. Maybe this time Sam and Dean don’t bounce back, maybe this time when they die they know that there’s no coming back. But they’ve done what they had to, and they did it together, and now they’re dying but they’re doing that together too, broken bones and bleeding lips and bruised skin, bloody hands reaching for each other, victorious and vindicated and yet exhausted, bone-tired and hurting – but always, always, needing each other, always reaching for each other, for comfort, for warmth, for love, for small smiles and last words, bitch and jerk, one last time, one final time.

Maybe it ends painful. Maybe one of them dies before the other, and there’s nothing that can be done about it. Maybe it’s Sam, and Dean wants nothing more than to follow, to leave the heroics to someone else, because Sammy’s gone and nothing matters, and what is the point of saving a world that doesn’t have Sam in it? But he carries on, and he does it, because it’s what Sam would want, and when all is said and done–

But maybe it’s Dean who dies first, and Sam’s the one left behind, damaged beyond repair, soul screaming as it’s ripped in half, but he doesn’t give up, not just yet, not before he’s done saving the world, every single oblivious soul in it who will never know what Dean has done for them, what Sam has given up for them. But he carries on, and he does it, because it’s what Dean would want, and when all is said and done–

They follow each other into the dark.

Maybe it ends peaceful. Maybe they do what they have to, and they struggle through all the pain and misery and exhaustion and savagery of it, side by side, leaning on each other. But then it’s done, and then, maybe, Dean smiles at Sam and holds up the car keys, and Sam smiles back, and they get in the Impala and Dean drives them away, somewhere so far off that no one will ever find them again. And maybe they grow old there, and die quietly and painlessly in their sleep, and maybe they don’t – but whatever happens, they remain endlessly by each other’s side.

Maybe it ends happy. Maybe they save the world, and they emerge intact on the other side of the fight, and they don’t lose too much, and most importantly, they don’t lose each other. Maybe they remain in the bunker, and help out everyone who comes their way, and teach and train everyone who needs it. Maybe they extend their home to others, to those who need it for as long as they want to stay, and they are always welcome to come and to go and to come again. Maybe they allow themselves to grow content, to become happy, to stop waiting for the next catastrophe, to live. And maybe they become legendary not just for what they’ve done, but because they’ve lived to tell the tale, living proof that sometimes, happy endings exist for people like them.

But no matter how it ends, they never leave each other’s sides. Me and you, come whatever and we’re stronger together than apart and if we die, we do that together, too. 

There is nothing, past or present, that I would ever put in front of you, and there ain’t no me if there ain’t no you, and the two of us against the world. 

I’m not leaving you, ever, and I need him, and he needs me.

Psychotically, irrationally, erotically codependent.

Because in the end, the only thing they know is this:

All that matters, all that’s ever mattered, is that we’re together.

When they were kids, a woman at the park once smiled and told Dean that Sammy was likely to live forever, because as long as Dean was around Death would be afraid to touch him.

Oh if only she knew

dean winchester might be a sex god, but he is also a little princess that needs to be taken care of

Me: im about to do something really stupid

Sam,Dean and Cas, holding my last braincell:

One of my favorite scenes from Spn