You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality.
— Solipsist, Henry Rollins
ThreeFour times Dean’s loved ones overcame mind control for him.
yELLOW CRAYON MOMENT
accidentally typed ‘the man who would be king’ as
‘the man who would be kind’
i saw a lot of speculation it’d be meg :c
not that I would put it past the writers in the slightest, considering their history of ruining opportunity, but in recent times (s7) they’ve been using meg to improve slight ongoing themes of grey morality and perspective and individualism! she’s a compelling character that has enough root into current plot-based events and aftermath that keeping her would only benefit the season’s progression!
meg has mostly kept the majority of her agency but still interweaves really well with the complexities between her and the boys (back and forth from enemies to begrudging allies and partners-in-crime) and cas (don’t tell me they didn’t bond in the hospital and holy hell [pun intended] they have a wonderful, caustic history together)
you don’t have much of a show if you keep writing off all of your supporting cast!
say what you will about the ‘it’s a show about the winchesters and nothing more!!’ argument (read: it’s bullshit) but they’re the SUPPORTING cast for a reason??
They fought hand to hand, foot to foot, with pistol shots, with blows of the sword, with their fists, at a distance, close at hand, from above, from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had crawled. They were one against sixty.