"You Can't Ship That!"

"You can't ship that!"

lol what are you gonna do, climb inside my mind and shut off the imagination switch?

I have absolutely nothing against peeps who ship Destiel, for the record. Hellers, though... Hellers I'll rub this shit in their face all day long.

I kinda feel bad for them, you know? They see them look at each other for 2.4 seconds or they see them hug breefly and they start screaming “CANON, I KNEW IT, IT’S CANON” and we’re quietly sitting oven here, whistling like:

P.S. None of the images above are mine so if you see something yours or something you recognize, tell me and I’ll give credit

my personal little headcanon for the “jerk” “bitch” thing is that when they were younger the boys got into a big argument over something silly, and Dean was fuming so he accidentally let “bitch” slip from his mouth, and Sam was so hurt and shocked he tried to think of the worst insult to fire back at Dean, but being so young the worst thing he could think of was “jerk” so he spit it at Dean like a curse word and Dean just couldn’t help but giggle bc his baby brother was so pure and clearly couldn’t have a mean bone in his body if he tried, and Dean giggling made Sam giggle too so then “bitch” and “jerk” just became this loving playful thing between the two of them ;.;

So after the convention, I got back to my aunty's house and we were talking about everything and she wanted to know what SPN was about so I explained it basically (even the soul mate part) and so we watched All Hell Breaks Loose 1 and 2 and then Bad Day at Black Rock...

AND I KID YOU NOT.

My aunty goes "You're right. There's some weird sexual chemistry with those two. They were flirting just then."

And then I showed her the playthings scene with drunk Sam palming at Dean's face and then getting into bed and hitching his ass up:

and she was like "I've watched a lot of gay porn in my life, and that scene feels like it's a minute away from turning into porn."

damn just imagine being sam's big brother, no one's ever been loved like that, like how many bitches can look at you with those huge puppy dog eyes and say wosrshipfully "i unleashed a force on this world that could destroy it to save you . and i'd do it again . in a second, i'd do it again" or kneel before you with their bare neck driven by such blind all-consuming devotion they're gonna let you kill them while saying shit like "you will never, ever hear me say that you, the real you, is anything but good"

Consider this permission to make fanworks of my fanworks if you're ever so inclined (although my ego is laughing in my face right now that I would even assume it a possibility. 😂). I only ask that you let me know if you do, so that I can baaassskk in the wondeeerrrr.

(But Lord help me if you give my babies a sad ending. LORD HELP ME, I WILL FIND YOU and I will cry on you until you regret it)

have you ever read a fanfic so good that you wanted to write a fanfic about that fanfic, but was too shy / too intimidated to ask for the author’s permission and too afraid that your writing wouldn’t be half as good as theirs and that it would be an insult to their work that was basically a literal masterpiece, so you just sat there fantasizing about their work and how beautiful it was and how you wished you could just eat it and how you wished canon could write your blorbos half as good as this writer did and how you just wanted to cry because you just loved that fic so much????