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"Queerplatonic destiel" I say

A friend and I were discussing what we're like when we're sick and we decided people usually fall into one of these five 'sick modes': *Everyone is probably multiple of these at different times depending on how sick they are and with what but we think most people have a mode they default to and become more often than the others*

Delicate Consumptive Victorian: you feel tragic and mournful but also beautiful in a sad way, you are in bed, sipping hot tea, others should quietly whisper about how you are too good for this world, too beautiful, too tragic... And bring you more tea

Sick Dog: you are curled up in a ball, you don't want anything, you don't need anything, but it would be nice if others could still ask you if you need anything

Sickly Child Emperor: you are dying and it's everyone else's problem, you need pillows, no! you need soup, no! You need absolute silence or you will not be the first one to die today

Plague Pit: you are curled up probably on the floor, no one touch you, no one look at you, this is between you and God and you already know He has no mercy left for you

because dumb fish are easy to draw and I have no time and I'm also somewhat Abnormal about aquatic life anyway (don't ask). Sam was gonna be like a betta or catfish something something boring fish with long 'hair' (the hair being fins or barbels) but idk he deserves to be a swordtail too, if only for family relationship reasons. now I'm thinking of all the angels being different types of angelfish and Gabriel's idea of going underground to hide away is like transforming into a parrotfish or something equally eye-searing and dopey looking I mean what

(definitely not setting myself up to get away with drawing more dumb fish in a few more days and calling it something worth posting whaat noo)

WELCOME TO COOKING WITH CASTIEL

Constance Welch: The Woman In White