I was gonna post this in a gish group but I realised I might break the rules with my bitterness so here you go.
After the finale I have cried constantly. I even cried myself to sleep. I feel so betrayed. I know I should have known it was going to end something like this, tragic and erase all progress that ever happened in the show but I definitely needed it not too. I defended you because I couldn’t imagine you would choose a ending like this in 2020. I was starved, (still am). I needed a confirmed Bi-Dean and Destiel. We made this show keep going. Misha (and Jensen) made this show keep going. And they were textually giving them free will now so yeah, let’s nail Dean and not in a fun way. I’m heartbroken and I’m not ok. I needed a queer story without tragedy so much. To acknowledge that we exist too.
It wasn’t even the brothers’ story, it was Dean’s story and they let him die because they couldn’t acknowledge him being queer. They rather kill him. Are that what we are? We make you so uncomfortable so we have to die? Anyway it’s been a ride and an stayed on for crumbs like this, for 12 years, that’s on me.
But fuck! It’s really hard to be Queer in the SPN-Family right now.
Love you! (Please don’t kill me) lol.
Bonus: I can’t believe they threw in a Dean loves pie fest just to say fuck you to us and make us know Dean was destined to be with women. Wtf?! Classy act SPN, classy. And how fucking bad the writing was. It’s astonishing.
