I just started supernatural, and I always get excited for when I can indulge in fan content but it just hit me I have to watch 13 more seasons before I can.
are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
randomly remembering the time in 2012 when everyone kept saying the world was going to end at midday that day and like, i didnt really believe it, but i didnt want to be a complete fool if i was wrong, so i excused myself from class to go sit the field and perfectly timed the beat drop to a skrillex song just in case something happened. and im just. retroactively amused by the idea of ushering in the appocalypse with skrillex. most 2012 thing you could possibly do.
no i dont think sam and dean had a lot of sex but i think maybe sometime after jess dies they were in a motel room together and maybe they were snowed in, fuckin new york winters, so dean couldnt go off chasing tail and sam is right there and the hunt has gone cold with the weather and if they end up sleeping in the same bed well thats just becuase of the cold and sam's nightmares and if they jerk each other off once or twice its no big deal, just guys blowing off steam, and dean jokes that sam should just pretend hes jessica and he'll pretend sam is britney spears or something. and if sam hears a little breathy "sammy- baby" slip out when dean comes, well, thats not important. and if sam doesnt think of jessica at all? well. he doesnt think he needs to investigate it too much.
I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains