Hi there! And I offer your ears a kindly welcome back to the party.
I personally found it highly interesting especially after Chuck was shown, over the course of the last 4 episodes of the season, to essentially mimic Dean in every way they could possibly cram into the show. So here’s God, hanging out with the Winchesters at the end of all things, but what’s he doing?
he takes really long showers (which we know is one of Dean’s favorite little luxuries)
he constantly sings “crappy old folk songs” (while Dean’s been teased for years about his “mullet rock” addiction, Driver picks the music and all that)
Chuck lies. He does it A Lot. And they’re very Dean-like lies. More like deflections, very much the way Dean performs Dean. Chuck performs Chuck. Even Metatron called him out on it.
Without asking, he just decided to wear Dean’s BATHROBE. The dead guy robe. The one embroidered with Tyrone Power’s initials. I already wrote about that one right here.
Chuck’s dietary habits are very Dean-like also. He asks for bacon, specifically, which surprises Dean. (not even mentioning how the guy Dean once referred to as “my gay thing” ALSO broke religious edicts and enjoyed bacon…) (plus the whole “bacon masterpost” that Cass made the other day. Because bacon isn’t just bacon, it’s become a symbol, a code word in authorial shorthand)
Chuck found and watched Dean’s porn. While sitting at the table in his boxers with his feet up, eating and drinking just like Dean.
Just like Dean once tried to point out the value of creation to Cas back during the apocalypse, Chuck attempts the same thing with Amara. And this is just ONE of the narrative parallels here.
Chuck takes over Dean’s kitchen (because come on, it’s Dean’s kitchen) and makes pancakes for everyone. Like he’s nesting or something.
And this isn’t even mentioning the metaphysical parallel via Amara. Amara tried to use Dean as a proxy for Chuck. Chuck tried to use Dean as a proxy for himself in dealing with Amara. In all of their conversations, Chuck attempted to shoehorn Dean into the role that Chuck should’ve been playing all along. He told Dean that humanity would step up after he was gone, implying that Dean could somehow fill his shoes. Chuck couldn’t kill Amara; Dean couldn’t kill Amara (from the conversation toward the end of 11.22).
There’s obviously more to it than this, but these are the easily observable surface-layer comparisons that might prompt someone to wonder if there might be something deeper going on here with this comparison, you know?
Yes! There were a lot of really obvious, intentional parallels made between Chuck and Dean. I want to add margaritas to your list. Both Dean and Chuck are shown with a margarita glass in the episode.
To be completely blunt about it, God was made to be bisexual because he was a parallel for Dean and therefore it was just another way in which they were the same. Because Dean is Bi. Can I scream this from the rooftops already? Dean Winchester is fucking BISEXUAL and the show is practically SPELLING THIS OUT FOR US. *Breathes*.
There was no other reason for them to do it. None. At all.
For a start it is super controversial to make GOD bisexual in a world full of religious nut jobs still screaming for the persecution of LGBT people especially since apparently half of Supernaturals American viewing audience are right wing republicans (WTF?) and on top of that, give me ONE good reason other than the obvious as to WHY the writers would have brought him out of the closet?
Can you even imagine that conversation between Robbie and Andrew and the higher ups at the CW?
“We are gonna make God Bi.”
“Why would you do that? You can’t do that.”
“Why not? Nothing wrong with being bi. In the bible God loves all of humanity equally after all” *wink wink*.
“What kind of message does that give?”
“Exactly the kind of message we want to give our viewers”
“This is about the Dean thing again isn’t it?”
*Robbie and Andrew grin*
*higher ups at CW groan loudly.*
Higher Ups: “FINE. But keep it subtle.”
Andrew and Robbie *are not subtle at all.*
🙂
DEAN WINCHESTER IS BISEXUAL. GOD IS BISEXUAL. WE CAN ALL GO HOME.
Hah! Yeah, that too. Though clicking through that link to the Tyrone Power Dead Guy Robe meta basically covers it. 😀
Also, correct me if I’m wrong, but Chuck has been the first character ever in the long history of the show who has been explicitly declared as bisexual. Sure we had plenty queer characters (and by plenty I mean we can still count them with one hand) and lot of them could have been potentially bisexual as well. Like Jenna. She confirmed her attraction to her own gender but hypothetical she could have been bisexual as well. Just… the show never went there. No, instead the first character who has ever been without a doubt identified as bisexual, was God. And as mentioned before this is a huge deal. This isn’t just any random character but still a huge religious affront to a lot of people.
Also Dean = humanity, and God created humanity after his own image. Case closed.
I was told a long time ago by a friend who gets habitually racially profiled that it really pays to learn how to flirt with the dudes with the badges.
Like, people do realize that Dean is flirting with a dude here.
Dean is bi by the way.
But everyone ofcourse would notice if it was a woman, “because that’s what Dean does!” well guess what honey, there’s something called swinging both ways
Seriously, just contrast Dean and Sam in this sequence.
I’m going to share something personal with you. I hopped on the Dean is bi train during the second season (sure, some episodes of the first season had homoerotic subtext but that’s just a natural result of the dynamics being played out between a mostly male cast), but it was the first episode of the third season what made me go ’…Wait a minute, back up the train. Is this shit intentional?’
Specifically:
Facts we know about this scene:
Dean knows he’s signed his own death warrant. He’s allowing himself to indulge in things he hadn’t felt free to do before, like eating burgers for breakfast. And having a threesome.
We know that one of the people he had sex with was a woman. One of them was, for sure. Pointedly, we’re shown one woman.
We know that Sam walked in on him having sex. Sam knew Dean was having sex with two people when he goddamn walked in on him, he knew this was happening. And he was still shocked by what he witnessed. Like, shocked enough to ask Dean for his knife so he could gouge his eyes out. Let me repeat that Sam knew Dean was having sex when he walked in. And these dudes are used to living in some tight goddamn spaces.
When he walked in, asking whether Dean was conscious, I might add.
Sam calls what Dean was doing “polling the electorate”. What a strange thing to say about a heterosexual encounter with female twins.
Dean has two thumbs up there. Let me repeat, two thumbs are up and ready to go. And he has awfully perky nipples.
The music for the scene is Bachman-Turner Overdrive’s “You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet”. Which, while being about a ‘devil woman taking a man’s heart’ (hello, crossroads deal), has some pretty suggestive lyrics.
And now I’m feelin’ better ‘Cause I found out for sure She took me to her doctor And he told me of a cure He said that any love is good love So I took what I could get Yes, I took what I could get
Then there’s the dialogue.
Dean: It was a beautiful, natural act, Sam. Sam: It’s a part of you I never wanted to see, Dean. Dean: Hey, I appreciate you giving me a little quality time with the Doublemint Twins. Sam: Yeah, no problem. Dean: Really? Well, I got to say, I was expecting a weary sigh or an eye roll, something. Sam: No, not at all. You deserve to have a little fun.
Um, “a part of you”. Like you’ve never seen his dick before ‘part’ or another kind of part? Because given your way of life, I kind of doubt you’ve never seen his dick before.
“It was a natural act”.
“Really?” Like, is that all you’ve got to say, Sam? Is that all the reaction I’m getting out of you? This was monumental for me, Sam.
These are the facts that we know about this scene.
So, let me pose a question to you. Do you think, knowing what we know of Dean Winchester, that he had never had sex with two women before this moment and that his brother, knowing what he knows of Dean Winchester and what Dean Winchester is emotionally going through at this particular moment, would have reacted in such a way to seeing his brother mid coitus with women?
Or did he just freak out having seen his brother suck a dick?
This is really old post but I’m bringing it back for reasons.
My favourite argument against bi!Dean is ‘BUT DEAN SAID HE WAS STRAIGHT’, because I just get to laugh a knowing little laugh & think to myself ‘Yeah, so did I. even believed it at the time, too’
But for those among you who doubt statements like this whenever we post them, I’m gonna get a little more personal.
Quick backstory: I didn’t figure out I was bi until I was about 23 years old, and I didn’t come out for around two years after that. I thought I was straight for a long fucking time. And even when I knew I wasn’t, I pretended to be–despite a pretty large percentage of my friends hanging out somewhere under the umbrella of many letters. Seriously, I can count the amount of straight friends I have on one hand. I struggled anyway.
So, with that in mind, here is an actual list of things that I personally said and did before I realized that the figurative pendulum of my heart and hoohah swings both ways. Some of these things are shitty things, which are a direct result of me just not believing that bisexuality was real.
Me! A non believer! Ridiculous. Though not really all that ridiculous, because no matter how underwhelming representation is now, it was a whole lot worse then.
Alright. The list:
“No, I’m straight!” When, at age 16, someone asked my best friend and I if we were a couple. Whether I was straight or not was not the question he asked, but that was my answer. And again when another friend asked me at a party when I was 17. And again whenever girls would hit on me when I was 18-19 and going to clubs, because I was scared of acting on what I was convinced were ~passing feelings.
Kissed girls but it “didn’t count” My first kiss was with a girl I was friends with at age eleven, but I didn’t count it as my first kiss. I kind of forgot about it, despite the fact that we used to kiss each other in her treehouse all the time. Like… for over a year, I’d go to her house after school and we’d hang out and kiss each other. But for a long time, if someone were to ask me who my first kiss was, I would have said it was this guy Adam who I kissed at a party when I was sixteen. Nope. It was Lucy.
“It’s more like a sexual disorientation, because they just don’t know what they want!” and “Everyone knows bisexuality is just a pit stop on the way to gay town!” I used to say some variation of this literally every time someone mentioned bisexuality at all when I was a teenager. Yes past me, you were very witty with your wordplay and your banter but you were also an incredibly ill-informed jackass who hated herself a little bit. Honestly, this attitude is why it took me so long to work it out, because I was like… bisexuality isn’t real! Everyone knows that! You either like one or the other, you can’t like both! Sigh. Seriously, if you’re looking for reasons why representation matters, THIS IS ONE OF THOSE REASONS. Don’t even get me started on how much the whole Willow-is-a-lesbian-now thing on Buffy fucked me up. As great as that arc was for lesbian rep, the fact that there was never even a suggestion on the show that maybe she was bi was a major failure on the show’s part. Moving on.
I flirted with girls but only when it felt safe to do so. Talking to girls on the Internet? Safe to flirt! Punk or ska gigs? Safe to flirt! Indie clubs? Safe to flirt! Comic book store? Safe to flirt! Mainstream clubs or bars? Not safe to flirt. Why weren’t those places safe? Because creepy straight dudes crawl out of the woodwork the fucking second they sense two girls flirting–let alone dancing or kissing. Instant mood killer, instant need to disinfect entire body just to get rid of the crawling feeling.
“No, that grosses me out!” When a guy at one of those mainstream clubs flat out asked me if I would ever sleep with a girl. I already knew I was into girls at this point–the only thing that grossed me out was that this creep I didn’t know was clearly asking for drunken-threesome reasons.
“I’m just not into girls, sorry.” When I found myself on an accidental date (I thought it was just friendly coffee, she thought she had been clear) with a girl from my screenwriting class. I had inklings of my bi-ness then, but that didn’t mean I was ready to taste the rainbow, so to speak. I denied all interest in women in order to cut off all chances I might be swayed.
I had crushes on girls that I never acted upon, except in “harmless” ways Mix tapes were made for this cute girl in my film class. Excessive compliments were bestowed on my neighbor when I lived on the island. I initiated a lot of bad dancing. I wanted these girls to like me, the same as I wanted guys I had crushes on to like me. The only difference was, when they occasionally showed signs of actually liking me, I panicked and did the internal equivalent of walking into a table.
Meanwhile, through all this, my sexuality was like:
It’s been discussed widely, so I’m not going to go into it too much here, but every time Dean has said he “doesn’t swing that way” he has been in a situation where he’s felt threatened. He notably doesn’t say any such thing when Aaron hits on him.
No, he looks interested. Flattered. Aaron, on the other hand, clearly wasn’t expecting his flirtation to get that kind of reaction, and you can see it on his face as he thinks “Oh, shit.”
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