OKay, I want to scream because capital Ohh Emm Gee?!?!!?
So I’m watching this vid and right after Misha’s fake orgasm they stand up, and:
Uhm, Jensen, is that a gun in your pocket or??
I think I need a moment.
I actually cannot handle this fic not only is it high fantasy destiel but gabriel is one of the main characters holy crap
are you just going to continue to make me die while you read this thing
you are killing me with awesomeness
So here’s the song captioned on the CW, and it interested me for it’s innuendo, and I became very interested in what the lyrics actually might be. Because, as we have all learned from Supernatural, songs mean EVERYTHING, and they generally forshadow events to come or point to events that have already happened.
So this song is called “Get Thee Behind me, Satan”, and it was sung by Harriet Hilliard in “Follow the Fleet” in 1936. The lyrics, written by Irving Berlin, are as follows:
Get thee behind me, Satan
I want to resist
But the moon is low and I can’t say “No”
Get thee behind me
Get thee behind me, Satan
I mustn’t be kissed
But the moon is low and I may let go
Get thee behind me
Someone I’m mad about
Is waiting in the night for me
Someone that I mustn’t see
Satan, get thee behind me
He promised to wait
But I won’t appear and he may come here
Satan, he’s at my gate
Get thee behind me
Stay where you are
It’s too late…and it follows this young girl who doesn’t want to be swept off her feet or tempted by this sailor, but ends up allowing herself to be taken by him anyway (it’s too late). So she’s telling Satan to stop tempting her with this hot sailor dude, but it doesn’t work, she wants it too much, and they go off to dance.
And really isn’t that all we’ve ever seen from Dean? Isn’t that what we see from him right after the bathrobe scene? Him, being hit on by a guy, and kind of liking it, wanting it, enough to put his badge away, while desperately trying to cling to his FBI persona? Isn’t that how he potentially feels about Cas, this fallen angel? And who else is a fallen angel? Satan.
I mean let’s not even get into the sexual innuendo I first thought of hearing that line and watching Dean walk into the room… wearing a BATHROBE.
But seriously it was a love song and Edlund has the best choices in music and I’m just going to stop now because I cannot get over this song and these lyrics and THIS EPISODE.
Elevator
It’s the mother of all quickies.
Living with a younger brother—who is constantly barging in through motel doors without knocking, always bitching about taking countless hours (when in truth it couldn’t have been more than fifteen minutes) in the bathroom, and groaning whenever he finds the two of them having a hump in the back of the Impala— Dean’s seen himself forced to take things with Cas directly to the point.
Reblog this if you AREN’T homophobic.
Just want to see how many of my followers actually reblog this.