PRIVATE INDIE CANON-DIVERGENT JOHN & DEAN WINCHESTER OF THE CW'S SUPERNATURAL BASED IN PRE & EARLY SEASONS.
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@m0tel
PRIVATE INDIE CANON-DIVERGENT JOHN & DEAN WINCHESTER OF THE CW'S SUPERNATURAL BASED IN PRE & EARLY SEASONS.
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companion.
dialogue prompts from companion (2025).
we see the world, but we don’t really see the world, you know?
we're all just stumbling around, directionless.
goddamn. that was smooth.
i was having the most wonderful dream.
what road is this? it's not showing up on the gps.
i think we might have different opinions of the meaning of the word 'cabin'.
you know you can't lie to me. tell me what's wrong.
i'm gonna do something stupid. i'm gonna say something stupid.
they're gonna hate me. they already hate me.
i'm good. i'm drunk.
smile. act happy.
when did you know that ____ was the one?
my hands are not clean, my friend.
you're so fearless. it's inspiring.
talk me through it. what happened?
it was self-defense. ____ was going to kill me.
there's no delicate way to say this, so i'm just gonna rip the band-aid right off.
this must be a lot to process.
we can get through this. we can go back home.
i don't like surprises. this was not part of the plan.
who's to say what makes people do bad things?
i'm so sorry you had to hear that.
i've never orchestrated a murder before. it's fucking hard.
carrying this huge gun is making me really horny.
it may have never happened, but my memory of it is real.
you know i would never hurt you, right?
do you feel how much i love you?
don't make this any harder than it needs to be.
it's really hard to come back from something like that.
i'm done here. you can clean up this mess yourself.
i really didn't think you had it in you.
you think your life is worth more than ____'s?
i have the strangest feeling we've met before.
why would you make something like that up?
the world's a fucked up place. you'll get used to it.
it feels like pain. it's angry and violent and bright.
you're lying. [name] would never do that to me.
just remember to smile and act happy.
that's not gonna work on me anymore. i'm free.
we both know it's not loaded.
look at that: my very first lie. kinda fun. i see the appeal.
why did you come back here?
you take another step, and i'll shoot you.
your days of controlling me are over.
from this moment on, i control my own actions.
you are nothing to me.
you won't kill me. you love me too much.
say it. i don't care if it's a lie.
team free wil and jack
@m0tel
dean can he have 8 dollars
of course, with interest (insecterest)
ugh i have cried at everything that's come across my desk this morning but this one in particular got me clawin at the gd wall. i wish they kept that baby mary. imagine.
DEAN + SELECTIVE MUTISM
i am terminally A Sucker for characters who have a towering and generally earned ego about their own ability and absolutely no self-worth about themselves as a person at all. intoxicating combo.
Stackednatural- 286/327
Long-Distance Call (3x14) May 1st, 2008
@m0tel: [TXT] : did i do something wrong ?
[ TXT: dean 🥧 ] : i don’t know, dean. you are the righteous man, after all.
[ TXT: dean 🥧 ] : you’re usually the expert on deciding what’s acceptable.
[ TXT: dean 🥧 ] : but thank you for your sudden interest in my feelings.
[ TXT: cas ] : damn it cas
[ TXT: cas ] : throw me a line here man
[ TXT: cas ] : i cant fix it if you dont tell me what's what
June Gehringer, “EARTH IS AN ANAGRAM FOR HEART, U FUCKING IDIOTS”
[Text ID: “I don’t want to talk about it. / I want to lie in what little grass remains / and try to fit your heart inside of mine.”]
this is such a non-issue but i hate when artists put a bunch of bullshit in their bio section on spotify. like i get its quirky or cool or nonchalant or whatever the fuck they're goin for to just be like [peace fingers emoji], [dumb chronically online joke], [astrology sign], but jesus christ. own ur work dude. who are u
libby gave me every book i was on a waitlist for all at once this morning so after work im locking in there then will look at more inbox x drafts things
@m0tel: [TXT] : you left your jacket here.
[ TXT: dean w ] : right, the coat
[ TXT: dean w ] : you can keep it actually
[ TXT: dean w ] : i kinda don’t want to see it ever again
[ TXT: jimmy ] : ok yea. makes sense
[ TXT: jimmy ] : dumb question but how are you holdin up
SUPERNATURAL (2005—2020) 1.11 "Scarecrow"
@enarm i wonder what my last words will be. ( nayeli )
"uh, hey." he lowers the rifle scope to cast a sidelong look, obviously, justifiably, offended. "you want to try on a little confidence, maybe?"
as plans go, this one sits just left of conventional. two v. ten's not an impossible odd, but he's flexing creativity here in a practice round of tin can enemies, all scattered at random in the clearing. there's plenty of time to figure out some -- albeit, kinda dumb, astoundingly reckless -- shit to work with.
their real bump-in-the-nights won't be out to really bump 'til the night.
"i don't want to hear them, unless you got some winners in mind."
@enarm i got a joint. let's smoke it. ( cassie )
frankly, she could've asked to count the ceiling tiles and he'd be just as game. he palm presses the window above her sofa, a two-inch crack to let the breeze in. they're buried under a blanket, perma-denting the cushions to their slacked shapes, while her tv drones mindlessly in the background.
lazy days are a luxury on all sides. he can appreciate that. no competing with her coursework, no nowhere-town he's got to up and haul ass to; he hasn't thought to check his phone in hours.
"light 'er up, party animal." his back cracks when he shifts, detangling just enough to let her out to fetch it. "wouldn't've guessed you'd be into that kind of thing."