I Accept This New Series Finale - Tumblr Posts

the year is 2025. my brave mutuals and i have finally captured the supernatural convention cruise ship. "where are the tapes?" i demand, poking jenson ankles into his back with a rubber angel blade. he jumps forward on the wooden plank. the crowd yells: "yeah, the tapes!" "give us the tapes, actor man!"

"just tell them, jensen," misha sobs dramatically. "this is the first time I've heard about those tapes. i'm gutted!" someone shouts from the back.

"if you don't talk... i'm gonna have to omit you. any last words?" the rubber blade wobbles angrily behind jensen's back. "what tapes," jensen asks texanically and tries to find his balance on one of his bowed legs on the narrow end of the plank. misha weeps wetly.

"you have chosen your fate then, actor man." with a final poke, the rubber angel blade snaps in two and jensen jumps into the pool-turned-ballpit like a spooked foal.

"nooo," misha howls, "the secret despair videos are on his phone!"

jensen pokes his head out of the ballpit and holds up his phone. "you mean these? you should have just said so," he spits out two or three balls before he presses play.

the screen is covered by a thumb. distantly, some crying followed by some wet smacking and slurping sounds can be heard. silence.

"this was exciting to watch, but bummed that sam winchester had no involvement whatsoever." someone comments, disappointed.