Cause I’m going to make this place your home
Cause I’m going to make this place your home
When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”
“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”
“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”
“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”
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“We stem from a root planted in the belief that we are not what we were called.” -x
compiled with help from Oboebandgeek99.
That time Peter Parker was trained by Natasha Romanoff.
It’s a spider thing
It’s a spider thing
feelings
AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE SYMBOLISM HERE.
OKAY I’M STARTED, AND I JUST SAW THIS, AND I JUST WANT TO CRY NOW. BECAUSE FUCK THIS SHIT. DEAN BBY, DADDY RAISED YOU TO BE THE PERFECT SOLDIER. YOU WERE DADDY’S LITTLE TOY SOLDIER. ALWAYS DID AS YOU WERE TOLD, SO WILLING TO FALL FOR THOSE YOU LOVE.
MAYBE THE LITTLE PLASTIC TOYS GAVE YOU SOME SENSE OF CONTROL WHEN YOU FELT LIKE YOU HAD NO CONTROL OVER YOUR OWN LIFE. MAYBE YOU ALWAYS TREATED THEM WITH RESPECT BECAUSE THAT’S SOMETHING DADDY NEVER REALLY GAVE YOU. MAYBE YOU USED TO LINE THEM UP AND CALL ORDERS AT THEM AND MOVE THEM AROUND BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT DADDY ALWAYS USED TO DO TO YOU.
YOU’RE A PERFECT, TUNED SOLDIER AND IT’S HEARTBREAKING BECAUSE YOU’RE SO, SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. YOU’RE A BROTHER, A BIG SOFTIE, A DAD, AND HEY, MAYBE EVEN A GOOD BOYFRIEND TO A FALLEN ANGEL. YOU’RE THE GLUE THAT KEEPS EVERYONE’S LIVES TOGETHER.
YOU’RE SO IMPERFECT IT COMES RIGHT BACK AROUND TO PERFECTION.
THIS IS WHY I LOVE TO SEE DEAN COMING OUT HIS SHELL AND GEEKING OUT AND JUST BEING DEAN, BECAUSE HE WAS NEVER THE HEARTLESS, MACHINE-LIKE SOLDIER HIS DAD RAISED HIM TO BE. HE’S A NERD, HE’S A BIT OF A GOOF, HE’S SO FULL OF LOVE FOR EVERYONE, HE WOULD SACRIFICE HIMSELF FOR THOSE HE LOVES IN A HEARTBEAT.
AND YET WE MUST ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT DEAN WINCHESTER IS PROBABLY THE MOST DANGEROUS MAN YOU COULD EVER MEET.
human impala, anyone
oh
my
God
HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED
Yes to human!Impala. And yes to this dude playing the part. Oh, Dean.
Oh lord. We missed it the first time this went around. And we would just like to say aksdhofiasknd YESYESYES
ALL the yes! Please someone write it. Dean/Impala
YES.
Dean walked outside, loosening his tie as he and Sam went out to their car, on their way to the cemetery to burn the bones— it was a simple enough case. “Sam. Sam, where the hell.. where the hell is my car?!” Dean looked around anxiously, eyes falling on a younger man sitting on the curb where his car used to be.
He stormed over to the young man and pulled him up by his shirt, glaring with intense eyes. “Where the hell is my car?!” Dean growled.
“It’s kinda sweet to see how much you actually care in person,” the other man replied coolly, voice like a low, deep purr.
Dean was taken aback for a moment, trying to process what he’d just said. He released his shirt and stared. “Excuse me? Who are you?” he asked, shooting a look over to Sam. His brother only shrugged, looking equally as confused.
The man adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his thick, dark colored hair. “I… hm.” There was a pause before he shrugged. “I don’t know. You’ve always just called me baby.”
Baby. Who the hell did he.. “Oh no fucking way,” Dean breathed out after finally putting the pieces together. “No way in hell.” He took a step back, rubbing his eyes to make sure that this wasn’t just a goddamn dream.
Sam was gaping slightly and caught the guy’s eye. “You’re… the Impala,” he said, not so much a question as it was a statement. “How does that happen?”
“Someone named Gabriel. One second I was a car, the next..” He gestured to his body, and stuck out his bottom lip slightly. “He said that you guys would have fun with this. Me. Or something like that.” A grin, almost a smirk, played at his lips as he eyes the two brothers.
Dean was speechless, and that never happened. After one more moment of looking at the man, he turned to face Sam. “Alright. Okay, just… go take care of the bones. I’ll stay here and babysit..” What the hell would he call him? “So do you have a name?”
The younger man shrugged. “You’ve only ever called me ‘baby’.” He was humming a song, like he couldn’t quite get it out of his head. This whole “being a human” thing wasn’t too bad at all. And seeing Sam and Dean for the first time… it was nothing short of amazing.
“Dude, are you humming Led Zeppelin?” he asked, unable to keep back a grin. The guy nodded, watching Sam walk off and tilting his head to the side slightly. God, that Winchester kid has a nice—
“Hey. Eyes up here,” Dean interrupted, snapping his fingers in front of the younger man. “Listen, until we figure this all out, you’re staying here with us. So come on baby, looks like we’re walking to the motel room.”
The other man nodded and followed behind Dean as they walked down the sidewalk. “Sounds good to me,” he responded, grinning devilishly, now humming a Metallica song.
Dean was so glad that no one else could see him blush.
ok sorry I’ve been wanting to do this for a few weeks now uwu
I can’t remember what episode the first one was drawn after, but the second was drawn after the Man Who Would Be King
it’s so weird gathering these three similar things together over the years HA H AHA
