imagine the supernatural season one aesthetic if they were boppin around in a prius
john winchester looks at the coat of dirt on the prius. “dean, i wouldn’t have given you this car if you weren’t going to take care of it.” “dad, everyone knows you buy a prius for the fuel efficiency, not for the appearance.” “you’re right, son, my bad. carry on.”
in the pilot episode, the woman in white takes control of the prius on the bridge but then she realizes she’s in a prius so she softly whispers “this is bullshit. i can never go home.”
sam says “we’ve got work to do” and then steps back so he can close the hatchback
because their lives are so stressful, they choose the soothing sea glass pearl color. who wants to worry about visible clear coat scratches when you’ve got monsters to kill
a semi hits the prius during the season 1 finale but, due to its five star side crash safety rating, dean winchester never enters a coma. season 2 is fundamentally altered.
I don’t even go here, but please tell me more about plot problems that could be solved if they were driving a road safe, fuel efficient, cheaply maintained car.
you know, i just can’t get over the chrysler building-sized VOID of dean’s reaction to finding out that his best friend of over a decade is in love with him.
there were words cut off when cas pushed him out of the way; silent sobs; a carefully edited version of events given to sam and jack; drinking himself unconscious; racing up the stairs into what he knew might be a trap; a tender smile at “cas helped.” but never a single fucking word.
like, there isn’t even a no homo. there’s nothing to indicate that dean doesn’t love cas back except a neck-snappingly sharp and unnatural detour from “CAS, you gotta bring him back” and “eh, cas would want us to live our lives.”
dean never got paired with a woman, not that he’s had any love interests in the last nine years anyway. there weren’t any throwaway lines of, like, oh yeah lisa is in your heaven or cassie is in your heaven or anna is in your heaven, any of the women he’s felt for in his life. we have been textually shown that dean wants a life partner, and he never got one aside from cas.
it makes complete and total sense for us to fill in this void with the assertion that dean is in love with cas too (cause c’mon, of course he is), because that is never refuted. they couldn’t refute the assertion that dean returns cas’s feelings, so they had to clap an invisible hand over his mouth. they had to keep him from speaking, because the only possible words that could fill that void are “i love you too.”
if the answer isn’t “i love you too” then why not let him speak?
and you know what pisses me the fuck off, is anyone acting like we’re asking too much for that void to be filled. because if cas was a woman, if this was a straight ship and one half said “i love you” then died, and the man never got to say how he feels about her in return, people would be upset!!! this would never fucking fly in a hetero pairing, because of fucking course the audience wants to know what the answer is.
the absolute silencing of dean winchester is one of the most insulting things about how all this ended.
I think Misha was instrumental in making the I Love You happen and he thought it would be validating for queer fans (he was right about that) but now he feels like he fucked up by not considering what the aftermath of could be. I think Jim Beaver actually (sadly) summed it up well. He thought we'd be grateful to be given anything rather than nothing. Misha didn't consider that it could be interpreted more as a taunt than a gift if there was no followthrough. (And there was NO followthrough.)
The sheer chaos of Supernatural. Destiel happens in the middle of the election. Putin rumors fly without a care in the world for the psychic damage it’s doing to us to process all of this at once. We’re all in turbo hell with Cas just trying to deal with this. It’s the greatest joy of our lives, but we’re all gay, so the minute we experience true joy at all these memes, we’re in turbo hell. What’s going to happen next!? The next spn episode is absolutely nothing, the sheer amount of “NO REALLY what’s going to happen next!?” begins to fade. Then wham it’s back with the most batshit ending possible. Dean gets nailed to death. DEAN GETS NAILED TO DEATH. Sam’s wig happens. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the reality of that.
The car goes to heaven but Cas is in hell. No, wait, he’s in heaven, but he totally ghosted Dean after what happened. There’s absolutely nobody there except Bobby, because fuck actually giving anyone an emotionally satisfying ending, except maybe a handful of Wincest shippers? I don’t know. Putin’s silence on the lack of Destiel in the finale is defeaning. It’s the simultaneously the most awful and most hilarious ending in history. It’s been a solid month of this. Wait, is Jensen homophic or not, nobody knows. He hated the ending, but who didn’t hate the ending. Misha’s over there throwing salt apparently, too. But the finale has aired. Unless there’s a tell-all book in the next few days, we can rest now. There’s peace now that we’re done. We can lay our weary heads down. The show is over, there’s no more to give. We have found our way out of turbo hell and into heaven, but we’re going to ghost this series like Cas ducking out on Dean. And then the Spanish dub is like, “Oh, no, there’s still gas in this tank yet.” and has requited Destiel in the dub. We’re in The Mystery Spot, “The Heat of the Moment” is playing on loop in my head and it’s haunting me. There’s probably a poodle around here somewhere. The sheer chaos this show managed to sow in us, even if you weren’t a fan of the show, you likely have seen the memes and have a basic grasp of what’s going on. The power of that. We’re in hell, you’re laughing and we’re in hell, but maybe the real journey was the turbo hell we made all along.