I JUST FOUND CANNON ONCE AGAIN CONFIRMING DESTIEL!!!

I JUST FOUND CANNON ONCE AGAIN CONFIRMING DESTIEL!!!

Go to 10x1 8:57, the first Deanmon episode and see for yourself:

Crowley calls Dean „Jerk“, thus making him Sam in this scene.

Dean is himself, shown by him replying „bitch“.

AND THE WOMAN HE JUST SLEPT WITH uses the insult „jackass“, thus confirming she is CASTIEL in this situation since his go-to insult always includes „ass“.

In this essay I will

Okay can someone message me when y‘all are done posting about teenage Dean being abused by his homophobic father asshole?!

It’s not like I don’t agree that this interpretation cannon is true, it just crushes me to even think about it for another second AND I CANNOT HANDLE MORE HEARTBREAK.

Signing off until y‘all are done, thanks and bye bitches💙💚

Ever since 15x18 NOTHING made me cry as hard as this just did!! It’s almost 4 am and for the first time since spn ended I feel at peace. You really made this so real.. I feel like it actually was in the show. Now excuse me while I cry some more happy tears and lay my weary head to rest😭😭😭

Supernatural had the opportunity to do something great. To send a message of love and validation to a whole community. Not only to the part of the community that liked their show, but to all of us. But instead they decided to pander to the people, who never had to fight for their representation.

I support #TheySilencedYou, #TheySilencedThem and #TheyWillNeverSilenceUs and I'm in awe of all of you. Of your eloquence, passion, coordination and decisiveness. And I feel like your message goes beyond this particular TV show and the CW.

It's about protesting a pattern of disrespect towards otherness in Mainstream Media. It's about demanding meaningful, unmistakably queer representation, that enables discourse and furthers understanding in a heterogenic Audience. It's about asking Networks to not only hire diverse staff but to also give them the freedom to tell their stories the way they want to. It's about telling creators to own up to the inherent messages they leave us with in the end.

And that's inspiring and should be celebrated.

Stories matter.

In 9x10 19:39 when that one angel said “The key to happiness.. it’s getting the one thing you want most and never letting it go.”

Versus Cas’ speech about how happiness isn’t in the having, it’s in just being. It’s in just saying it.

I’ll just leave this parallel up to your interpretation.

All of this^ I only started watching the show this year and I can’t even begin to imagine how incredibly betrayed you must feel after watching it for 9 years but I feel exactly the same. Destiel gave me so much hope that maybe this true, unconditional love was possible, even for someone like me, someone weird who never experienced love, someone who never even had parents that loved each other. I stopped believing that love would even exist and NOT end in a sad way until I watched this show and now it feels like it all was just a joke. Like love is impossible. It will never end happily. Especially not for someone like me. I feel like I’m Cas, 100%. And it will always end with me sacrificing myself for a love that will never be fulfilled.

I can’t believe I wasted 9 years on a show. And in the end they practically rubbed it in my face that me as an lgbt person, don’t deserve love.

You probably think I’m being excessive. But it’s how I feel. It’s the show I watched for longest time. Every time someone offended it, saying it was a bad show, a crappy one, I defended it. I saw myself as dean, you know? He was always my favorite ( even tho in the last seasons I really just wanted to punch him the face. Even tho if I think about it a little bit, in those situations I would react exactly the same.) not only because I did a lot of the things that he did, or similar things but also... I don’t know. I thought the same way he did you know ? My personality was so similar to his. And also he always gave me bisexual vibes. Even if he wasn’t in canon actually bi. He just did. And that really made me happy. Because not only I was seeing this really bad boy, masculine dude who was actually a hero and listened to rock n roll and had a badass car, etc, etc but he, in my eyes was also bisexual you know? So that made me really happy, because when I was around 13 I started struggling with my own sexuality and identity so he was like a role model. Like, I wanted to be like him. Like this badass dude. And then Cas. I loved him. How weird he was. I always knew there was a thing between them. This chemistry, this tension. The eye fucking thing. The jokes. The queerbaiting basically. Made me want to have something like that (?). In my head they were in love. And if they could find love even if they were both so different and the world was almost always about to end. That meant that maybe I could too. That somebody one day would look at me and find me weird but not in a bad away, in a good away, like “you’re weird I like you”. And actually like me for who am I and respect me for who I am. I gotta admit in real life I always thought I couldn’t be loved but when I watched my favorite characters, specially the ones I saw myself has and they had that that I wanted, it gave me hope... it made me imagine that maybe, just maybe I would get that.

But I guess this ending really opened my eyes. Only pretty, straight, cis, not weird people get love. Maybe not real love (if that even exists) but some kind of love. And I’ll never get that. Because I’m none of the above