I noticed how some filler episodes foreshadowed the finale in Season 11: the episode with Eileen, the one with the gay hunters... they all shared a theme: revenge. Then in the finale, the same thing happened. Revenge isn't worth it and doesn't fix anything. Because I don't really watch the motw episodes this season, do you know if there's a specific theme in multiple episodes that could be the potential endgame of this season?
I gotta think about this, because you make a very good point and we know this is something the writers do.
This is slightly harder this season because, as I keep harping on, the myth and monsters have been spread out much more evenly over all the episodes than in the Carver era. But lets look at some of the important Monster of the Week.
The Foundry - A long burred ghost. American Nightmare - A child who was hurt by her family and locked away. The One You’ve Been waiting for - Bringing back Hitler. Asa Fox - Looking back at the mistakes and enemies of a dead man.
Are we sensing a theme?
Lily Sunder - Cas’s past come back to haunt him. Regarding Dean - Dean forgets his past while Rowena’s comes for her, Stuck in the Middle - Mary’s past is the influence. Family Feud - messing with the past has consequences. The Raid - Bringing back an old enemy and an old weapon.
We also see in 15-17 a pattern of defying rules or following them and the consequences. The Memory remains was all about the Bishop Family’s past mistakes and how those couldn’t be undone.
Looking at this as a whole, the season is hugely focuses on the consequences of past mistakes, on old systems versus new ides. We have the past again and again coming back to haunt and hurt our characters. In a season where the Winchesters past - the mother - has literally come back, and a new entity is trying to correct their systems and mistakes…this is big.
So what’s that mean for the end of the season? Well. We know the next episode is literally titled “The Future” and may highlight this choice between old mistakes and new paths for Cas.
I think we’ll also see Mary trying very hard to correct her mistakes, but not in a productive way. Similarly Crowley may see consequences for his past at last. The Winchesters, as usual, will offer a new way, breaking with rules and the constraints of fate and toxic cycles…but at what cost? Some people can’t get out of those cycles, as we’ve seen again and again…some people need to pay for their sins.
I think this will playout badly for the Brits of letters, and maybe heaven, as their rigid systems result in their downfall. But with the Nephilim, I think it could be good. He might get a fresh start undefined by his parentage…or he might destroy the world.
I can’t find the quote now, but I recall at SDCC Dabb saying the theme of the year was you can’t out run your past and BOY HOWDY was that right.
Why is “whiny” the worst thing a character can be? Why do people make fun of you when you complain about someone and tell you to learn to ignore things? Because if you open your heart to sensitivity in others, it will grow in you. If you open your eyes to see one thing that is wrong, you will inevitably see more. And then you will see them everywhere. You won’t be comfortable inside the system any more. Your walls of illusion and ignorance will crumble and leave you with the ugly truth.
They tell you to be “tolerant” of everything. Take everything in strife. Well, news flash: being tolerant of everything isn’t being open-minded and liberal, it’s a crime against humanity. Your turning yourself into the will-less machines the system wants. Heaven forbid we should complain about something! Everyone is free to discriminate others! Everyone is free to say and do harmful things, it’s their private opinion after all! Yes, we value the rights of individuality here! Be a good citizen and let yourself be shoved and walked over and abused without a sound, that’s what you’re for, you learned your lesson well.
There’s no need for pressure from above, we’re all so much happier with blindfolding ourselves. Feelings only give you trouble after all. And goodness, just imagine having to follow them! So let’s laugh at sensitive, thoughtful heroes, it keeps away the fear of something deeper and sense of discomfort their eyes evoke (could it be compassion?). Let’s swallow everything and see nothing to keep living in this beautiful bubble of no meaning and no problems.
i just love how in every route the king is like “you can’t love a human” and all the gods get really worked up, and we all know on the inside the king is like “lmao, chill, you can be with her give me a sec”
Dean watched as Cas squinted at the textbook for a few seconds before shutting with a sigh and putting it on the bed, then pacing the room.
“I just don’t understand this, Dean.” Cas frowned, and stopped pacing for a second, “why would anyone think that a fascist dictatorship is a good idea? The proposal of being ruled by onky one person is obviously a flawed system. And having complete control over an entire nation seems to be a ridiculous amount of power for one person.” He continued pacing.
Dean raised an eyebrow at his friend. “You lost me at ‘fascist’.”
Dean was sitting on his bed, and Cas was studying for his History exam in two weeks. Dean’s dad was out for work - he was a pilot, currently flying to Rio - and Sam was out with his girlfriend, so they had the place to themselves.
Cas ignored Dean’s last remark. “And this… enabling act? He had total power, and there was no democratic system.” Cas sat down next to Dean This Von Hindenberg seems like he should never have been in power - he actually wanted Hitler to be Chancellor. Why was Hitler so fixated on control, anyway?”
Dean shrugged, and said, “well, isn’t God a bit like that?”
“God isn’t a power-hungry genocidal maniac, Dean.”
“No, not God - I mean the system in heaven.”
Cas tilted his head slightly and frowned. “I suppose you’re right.”
“Anyway - why are you even studying? The exam’s in two weeks,” Dean said, let out a yawn and lay down on his bed. Cas lay down next to him.
One of the things Dean would never understand about Cas was his lack on knowledge about social customs and the world in general. Dean almost took things like World War 2 for granted, in a way - it seemed a given fact for him that some people were just plain evil. But Cas was always curious. ‘Why are they evil?’
“I think Lucifer is more like Hitler,” Cas said, snapping Dean out of his thought train. Dean turned his head on the pillow to look at Cas, who was staring absently at the ceiling.
“Demons are like Germans - the ‘superior race’,” Cas continued, “the Knights of Hell we learned about in Religious Studies could be the Gestapo - Secret Police, and us humans would be the Jews, and homosexuals. Of course, ten percent of us are homosexuals, but you get the point.”
“Yeah,” Dean agreed, realising that he’d been staring at Cas for a long time, and also realising that he didn’t want to stop.
“I’m not sure what the equivalent of concentration camps would be. Perhaps where they torture sinners in hell?”
Dean was subconsciously studying the was Cas’ lips moved as he spoke, the was his head shifted slightly and his eyes furrowed as he thought.
“Satanists performing acts of sin could represent Kristalnacht, when Nazis destroyed Jewish houses and synagogues. I wonder if there would be corruption in hell, such as how Hitler assassinated threats to his power? Probably. I mean, totalitarian systems all seem rather similar.”
Dean could only see half of Cas’ face - Cas was staring at the ceiling as he spoke - and Dean suddenly had a thought of wanting cas to be looking at him, not the ceiling, and wanting to look at Cas’ gface instead of just its profile.
“…what do you think, Dean?”
Realising Cas was asking him a question, Dean felt his cheeks flufh as he also noticed Cas’ nose was less than an inch away from his own.
Lost for words for a few seconds, Dean swallowed, Cas’ eyes seeming to x-ray him as he looked at them.
Then he quickly moved away, and tried to brush off the moment. “Personal space, Cas.”
“Uh, right. Sorry, Dean.”
There was a few more seconds of awkward silence before Cas continued with his analogy.
“Of course, we can’t really compare a mortal figure to Satan himself. What I’m more interested in is why a human would want so much power?”
“I dunno, Cas.” Dean wasn’t really listening any more. His heartbeat felt alarmingly high for someone who had just been lying on a bed.
“I think it’s also fascinating how Hitler exploited the public. He used propoganda to make himself seem like the Germans’ saviour. Did you know that while Hitler actually needed glasses in real life, he never wore them in photos and posters because he thought they made him weak?”
“No,” replied Dean, trying to avoid looking at Cas.
“And he was always standing, looking stoically into the distance with a bright light behind him.”
“Really? That’s, uh, interesting.”
“It is, isn’t it? So many people were manipulated through propoganda, speeches and rallies.”
“Dean, are you alright? You’re quite quiet today,” Cas said, and Dean finally turned his head to look at Cas, whose eyebrows were slightly furrowed as he looked at Dean.
“I’m, uh, I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“I said I was fine, Cas,” Dean snapped, and immediately regretted it at the look of hurt of Cas’ face.
What felt like an hour passed, Dean looking away from Cas, yet feeling the burn of Cas’ eyes on the back of his neck, and feeling his heart beating fast in his chest.
“Dean,” Cas breathed, so Dean could hardly hear him. Despite his stubbornness, Dean gave in and turned to look at Cas again.
Everything suddenly seemed to click into place, and then Dean was kissing him, and Cas was kissing him back, and it felt like the whole world had come to a stop in that moment-
“DEAN! I’M HOME, AND THERE’S PIE IN THE FRIDGE.”
Dean jerked away from Cas at Sam’s voice.
“Sorry, Cas, I-”
“Thank you, Dean.”
Yay some fluff. I’m feeling kind today. Next time it might be some heart wrenching stuff so be warned…. it all depends on my mood >:)
Okay so I don’t usually do these analyses (unless they’re about Yato sweats) but, in sight of the unfairness that ended up being the covenant due to the inability of the Three Sacred Treasures to permanently die, I began brainstorming last night about possible explanations to…
This is just me rambling theories, not even sure if it’s been theorized before. It’s also an excuse to talk about lore and wash my salt over Heavens’ unjust system of laws. If I’m mistaken in anything related to lore, feel free to correct me!
Hiram Mattison. Ptolemaic Theory of the Structure of the Universe, The Copernican System, Terrestrial and Celestial Spheres, Equator of the Heavens, The Solar System, Solar System and Sidereal Heavens, View of the Solar System, Perpendicular View of the Rings of Saturn, Telescopic View of Saturn, The Sun. An Astronomy: In Which the Descriptive, Physical, and Practical are Combined, with Special Reference to the Wants of Academies and Seminaries of Learning. 1859.