#benbraeden

[ottiliecockles]

Watching Let it bleed - Season 6, Episode 21

DemonLisa claims that Ben is Dean’s son then retracts it by suggesting that she’s such a slut that even Lisa didn’t know who Ben’s father was.

I don’t think Lisa was a slut but I do think she had a self esteem issue or two!! Even so…

Dean is not Ben’s father…the evidence

1. Kripke has said so… #WordOfGod

2. Lisa said so at least twice

3. The angels never chose Ben to be a vessel for Michael.

I don’t think Dean thinks he’s Ben’s father either. I think, as Jensen has said about Dean’s relationship with Lisa (he was in love with the idea of being in love with her) Dean was thus, in love with the idea of being a dad.

He wanted the ‘apple pie life’ or, at least Sam suggested that, after he jumped into the pit, he should go live an apple pie life with Lisa and Ben. So he was honouring his brother’s wishes as well as fulfilling his own desire for some normality…

Basically Dean and Lisa’s year together was two pretty dysfunctional people trying hard to make it work.

[zuhaus]

i'm making hot cocoa. you want one? (jami)

winter things, accepting. / @benbraeden !

" what kinda question is that ? " she's offended that he's asking at all instead of having her cup of cocoa ready on the table when she came inside. slipping out of her coat, she takes off hat and scarf and stuffs them into one of the sleeves before hanging it up. snow boots are disregarded by the door and swapped for slippers before she finally makes her way into the kitchen. she climbs onto one of the stools, rests elbows on the counter and chin on both palms. bottom lip is pursed into a pout. " you know me better than that and you should know the answer to that. " she mean-mugs him right then. " there better be marshmallows. "

[salvatoraes]

ben is demanding stefan’s attention thank u

unprompted asks, always accepting !

every moment he gets with ben feels like it doesn't last long enough. he strives for more time with him every time he's in mystic falls. so, now, while he has him here, he's going to spend as much time with him as he can. because before you know it ... he'll be gone on another trip that will leave the vampire worrying about him until he comes home. stefan finds the hunter in the salvatore library, looking through the many first editions the younger salvatore has collected over the years. " i thought i'd find you in here. " smirk is placed on his lips as he strides over to close the distance between them. a hand reaches out to spin the younger male into him smoothly. he leans down, placing a hand on ben's chin & then tilting it up so he could capture their lips together. " i made some lunch, if you're hungry. " he says quietly, although he wouldn't mind staying here continuing this, either.

[wantdead]

starter call / " what happened? " dean demanded, as he didn't take any acts of disappearing without a warning lightly, especially while ben was still in their line of work. " why'd you run away? " / @benbraeden

[pankosmios-girl]

@benbraeden

"Hey—" Emma called out as she heard her brother come down the stairs, turning the canister over in her hands eyes trained on the recipe along the side. It was hot out, too hot, the kind of hot that could boil an egg. But it also meant great for grilling something their Dad had been talking about nonstop the night before. "Do you think Mom will make us pancakes?" She asked turning out of the pantry and heading for the stove. "Check to see if we have eggs, I think if I throw myself on the couch dramatically enough she might let us do chocolate chips." Sure they were fully grown, but there was just something about pancakes from Mom that made them better. Emma had spent years watching her make them from the mix but it just was never the same.

[dontlookoverheredammit]

Reminder: Sarah has MANY scrapbooks. Page 1/? ft. @lilyspaintedred, @benbraeden, @patchedstars, @sunsymbols & @wantdead!

[ofblackskies]

𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗 said: "You've been risking your life, and for what? So you can feel like a goddamn hero?"

A bitter laugh left the blonde's lips before she could stop it, and Mary Winchester, once Campbell, shook her head. "I'm no hero, kid." She replied, voice almost softer than the wind in the air around them. "I've proven time and time again that I'm no fucking hero." Hearing her swear like that was surprising enough, but to do it saying something like that was even more so. Mary had once made herself into the sweet housewife only to come crashing back into the Hunt of it all without her permission. She had once proclaimed that her sons would never become hunters. That they would live happy lives. She had decided that she and John would live in a pretty house, with their gentle family, and none of them would ever know that she had once been a hunter.

None of her proclaimations had come to pass.

Mary pushed back her hair behind one ear. "I lied to everyone I loved, and got them all killed. Sure, maybe some of them came back. Hell, maybe I even came back. But you think I wanted that? You think that was in the plans? Because it wasn't. I got my husband killed because I didn't tell him that I'd made a deal with a demon, and he turned my boys into hunters to chase the damn thing into its grave. And then he chased every other evil thing else when he couldn't make headway. And my boys picked up the mantle where he left it. They could have been scientists, teachers, had healthy relationships, but instead they've frequently ended up on the FBI's Most Wanted List." She laughed again, shook her head once more. "I did that to them. I'm no hero."

Sucking in a breath, she looked at @benbraeden for a moment. Her gaze was hard, but beneath that solidity... there was a softness. She wasn't angry with him. Not really. She was angry with herself. That was what made it all the worse. "No, Ben." Mary breathed. "I risk my life because my life doesn't matter." Wetting her lips, she looked away. It was too hard to keep eye contact as she said this. "I do it because if I die, it changes nothing. But if I die saving someone, at least my coming back wasn't a total waste. Because I shouldn't be here. I should be dead." Because she was supposed to have been this whole time.

"You know who should be here?" She added, voice quiet as the breeze again. "Your mother. I deserved what I got. I did that to myself... she didn't. And I'm so, so sorry I can't trade places with her." Because if she could? She would. She may not have known his mother... but she knew enough to know that. She would.

[themonstersamongus]

continuation with @benbraeden x

Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose, exhaling slow like she was counting backward from ten. First Dean, now Ben. It was like living with two versions of the same smart-mouthed trouble magnet. Her gaze cut to her son, unimpressed by the guilty wince he wore like a badge of honor. “You know what, Ben? I am so tired of being the referee between you and Dean's bad influence. One of you punches a problem, the other laughs and calls it life advice, and I’m the one stuck cleaning up the mess.” She gestured toward the couch, then the door, then finally just threw her hands up. “You don’t get to use ‘Dean said so’ as an excuse. You’re not Dean. You’re my son. And I swear, if either of you thinks I’m going to keep patching this crap up forever, you’re both sorely mistaken.”

Her tone softened just a fraction, but the look in her eyes stayed sharp. “You want to defend someone at school? Fine. But you’re going to learn how to do it without turning into him. Because I already have one Dean Winchester to deal with. I don’t need a second one under my roof.”