consulting-idjits-in-the-tardis:
oh my god he’s so proud of himself i’m going to die
I was thinking about Crowley’s ‘666’ number
and it occurred to me, Crowley has service in Hell. He has a number that is literally impossible.
Therefore, Hell must have it’s own network
then it occurred to me only demons can use this network. But how? Must be in their aura or blood or something.
I repeat, it’s probably something in their blood
Sam has demon blood.
Conclusion: Sam gets his wifi from hell which is why he gets wifi everywhere
Dean is the best brother, mother, father…you could ever ask for. Think about this for a second. He found Sam lying in the hallway unconscious, running a nearly fatally high fever and he just FIXES it. Dean carried all 6’ 4” of him back to their room, gathered enough ice (presumably from a machine in the hallway) to fill half the tub, and put Sam in it. Pushed him under gently, forcing his body to expel the heat. He waited, no doubt terrified, for Sam to come out of it. When Sam wakes up, gasping and in shock, Dean is there to steady him. Sam is so confused and cold and scared that he gets angry, but Dean just explains why he did it. The look on his face and the tone of his voice gives away his fear, but he just wraps Sammy up in a thick towel and soothes him. Dean, one of these days someone needs to sit you down and take care of you. You deserve it.
Sam doing these trials?
That is Sam taking care of Dean.
Sam refused to let Dean be the one to go into the trials on a suicide mission. Sam wanted to prove that Dean isn’t the grunt of the duo, that Dean isn’t the one who always has to sacrifice.
So these trials are Sam’s way of taking care of Dean.
And it worked. Because it made Dean realize that they’re in this shit together. It made Dean trust Sam. And that’s maturity. Dean grew because of Sam’s sacrifice.
that sums up supernatural, really.
I sincerely hope no one ever tries to fuck with Dean’s children later on. I don’t care who they are, where they come from. Dean Winchester will fuck your shit up.
Seriously, can you imagine? His daughter comes home with a bruise and maybe there’s a slight chance of it being her boyfriend. That boy’d never be seen again.
#THIS IS JUST SO UPSETTING #BECAUSE THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING DEAN WINCHESTER WE’RE TALKING ABOUT #YOU REALLY THINK HES GONNA LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO HAVE CHILDREN?!
LOUISE WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT
NO BUT I WISH
On the other hand you can imagine when UNCLE SAMMY THE 7 FOOT TALL MOOSE HEARS ABOUT ANYTHING HAPPENING TO HIS NEICE / NEPHEW. SHIT WILL GO DOWN.
