[Video description: A small orange and white cat lays on a yellow bedspread. Speaker says, “Goblin, click!” and the cat flicks her ears backwards. She touches her nose to the speaker’s finger and makes a trilling sound. End description.]
Shipping destiel on the cusp of 2024 is like raising your sword for an army long locked in war against their cruel king. They have been feuding for centuries, the winner never clear and no end in sight. But there is a prophecy, aged a thousand years, and it says that in the year 2024 a hero will appear to lead you to victory. To freedom. To peace. And when 2024 comes, you see a bright light on the horizon. You look closer, eager to gaze upon your savior, and it turns out to be fucking jensen ackles, former knight to the king. And you say "sir ankles, have you truly forsaken your king? Have you come to fight for our cause and deliver us to victory?" And he says "lol idk maybe." And in that moment you know with the utmost certainty that when you ride into battle led by sir jankles, you will probably just be shanked (probably by sir jankles) and die in a ditch. And yet. You pick up your sword. For desitel.