like a fist. like a knife.

you guys remember that supernatural episode where famine like the literal horseman of the apocalypse takes over a town and everyone is like dean why isn't this affecting you I thought you loved food and sex and then famine confronts him about it and is like yeah it's because you don't have any desires at all actually there's just a big empty black hole in there. yeah

i excuse condone and moreover endorse any and all actions and/or decisions made by Dean Winchester in seasons 1 through 15 of supernatural. AMA

obsessed w the campbells bc they really are THEE killers. john signed up to fight but the campbells are like we ARE the war and always have been. which is SO interesting in the context of mary-the-nightgown because it emphasizes more than anything else that 1) mary was playing a role and 2) dean got subsumed by a role he didn't know WAS a role until much later in life. like the mary fallacy is also the campbell fallacy. there IS no mother mary there IS no loving normal campbells which means deans WHOLE role in the family which he thought he was filling he was actually creating. MARY is not even mary. ONLY dean is mary

this is gonna sound bad but i just saw a tiny bug on my paper and was like “ugh!” and flicked it to its doom and that just makes me realize how insane castiel was

ok I'm going to solve the which spn brother is correctly masculine and which one is oppressed for being fem argument once and for all. no one is correctly masculine is spn-world except the rose-colored memory of your dead dad who is implicitly present in every scene as an enormous absent god. and sometimes you get closer to this ideal and sometimes you are farther away. and sometimes you are able to use this proximity to leverage narrative power it literally. depends. on the situation. but nobody wins the gender game. that is not how this works. at the end of the day. everyone is an f-slur girl-coded pussy. except for your dead dad. who is also god. ok solved.

every time spn uses the set to show angels with like. wings and halos or other representations of them being other and not human and much bigger than they seem i’m like wow. wow. absolute banger. that shit gets me every single time

there are many many many characters who if they went through what dean winchester went through would go oh! i have to either change or die! i have to suffer through the unimaginable pain of growth because the other option is the unimaginable pain of stagnation, which i have been doing for forty years and is killing me killing me killing me and to boot there are no rewards of being loved! but. well and truly. WELL. and truly. i think dean could knuckle through ignoring even the last lesson.