every day for the rest of my life I am going to be cursed to think about how supernatural created the most incredible love story with the most beautiful parallels and interactions between the characters where the truth of the characters and their love truly strained against every single cut script and changed take and firing of misha collins and alternate heterosexual love interests and all the rest of it and how THAT love story was written in a text where the characters WERE trying to escape their narrative at the end and THAT text highlighted the characters’ love for each other being a fundamental tenet of free will straining against authority I cannot believe they walked right up to this narrative almost entirely by accident AND YET it was endgame in spite of almost everything in our world working against it…. I wake up every morning and I am nicole kidman screaming I stare out my balcony every day at dusk and I am ben affleck smoking heavily. like this is proof of god in a way that also fundamentally disproves god; proof of some undefinable magic that existed in supernatural and the characters and that story and I AM romanticising a cw show because your honour please examine the evidence and TELL ME I am wrong to do so and TELL ME it is wrong to be frustrated by the fact the true end of this narrative was never shown to us - that, perhaps in the most poetic and fitting way possible, the characters escaped the narrative so entirely that they left the story a shell of its former self that ended just as god/the writers had planned, and whatever fucking magic and life there was in that narrative was freed when chuck died, and indeed, the real supernatural was the story all along, a spirit finally set free from this mortal earth. fucking wild