#spn 11.23

Alpha and Omega (11.23)

LMAO, hellers would be able to see 'xxx ships destiel' in a lump of dog shit.

We all know what Chuck really ships. 😉

And when they got started talking about killing Amara...

DEAN: I tried to kill her. (Flashback to DEAN stabbing AMARA only for the knife to shatter.) And it didn't work. CHUCK: Maybe it didn't work because you didn't want it to work. Maybe you didn't want to kill her. SAM: You want God to kill Amara because you don't want Amara to be killed? DEAN: Yeah, maybe there's a part of me that just can't hurt her. But if she's already dead— SAM: Then she's already dead. Right. LUCIFER: Well, that got weird. SAM: Dean… We always sweat this stuff, these choices. But, for once, we have God on our side. I mean, for once, we can actually just do things his way. (CHUCK opens his hands.)

The “easy plan” to defeat her that Chuck let Sam effectively talk himself into ended up being the Soul Bomb. Which... of course... would mean Dean sacrificing himself to make that plan happen. Always one sacrifice so the other could live. That’s always Chuck’s plot. And Sam walked right into it, and Dean went along because they didn’t have any other choice, it was the right thing to do... so God said...

I just... everything about s11. They did all of this.

(re)

That is from Alpha and Omega (11.23).

AMARA: No!I just wanted to hurt him. I wanted to make him pay.

DEAN: Yeah, that's revenge. It'll get you out of bed in the morning, and when you get it, it feels great... for about five minutes. I've been there. Me and Sam—we have had our fair share of fights—more than our share—but no matter how bad it got, we always made it right because we're family. I need him. He needs me. And when everything goes to crap, that's all you've got—family. Now you might be a—an all-powerful being...but I think you're human where it counts. You simply need your brother.

If you didn’t think I’d liveblog my own fic for a chance to win Coldest Hits, you haven’t been following me long enough.

If someone had asked Crowley how he would have chosen to spend his time waiting for the end of the world, he certainly never would have answered, “Drinking barely-tolerable whisky in a deserted pub, with Castiel, Sam Winchester, my mother, and a dying god.”

Of course he wouldn’t have said that.  He’d want Dean there, too.

Plastering on his best lazy smile, Crowley swirled his drink. “So, Cas, you’re literally older than dirt. Anything left on your bucket list?”

“Shut up, Crowley,” Cas absently replied, his words lacking their usual venom.

I’m gonna say Cas has a really long bucket list, given how long he was watching humanity without getting involved.

It shouldn’t have bothered him. He was a demon. Demons didn’t give a damn.

Sure, you keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.

At least it was better than an ugly, depressing prolonged zombie apocalypse, or whatever else could happen after the sun died out.

I know I wrote this but, *side eyes 14.20*

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