Video description: a supercut of Dean and Cas intimate and/or emotional moments edited to “Supercut” by Lorde. As the song fades out, looping “in my head I do everything right”, the last shot of Dean at the end of the episode “Despair” lingers longer than the other clips. End description.
12x19 The Future Production Draft // 15x18 Despair
[id: a close up photo of the burnt handprint cas left on dean’s shoulder, with the words “that was a gift” atop it. a second photo accompanies the first, showing a desperate dean on the floor of the bunker after cas is taken by the empty. there’s a bloody handprint on his shoulder in the same spot cas originally marked him. the words “to keep” are edited on top of the photo, underlined / end id]
[id: a screencap from supernatural, showing billie leaned against a truck and mid-saying “but that house is on supernatural lockdown.” dean is off to the left and out of focus, but there is a panicked look on his face / end id]
[id: stylized, capitalized black text on a white background. the text reads “I HOPE YOU CAN HEAR ME. THAT WHEREVER YOU ARE, IT’S NOT TOO LATE. I SHOULD’VE STOPPED YOU. YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND, BUT I JUST LET YOU GO. ‘CAUSE IT WAS EASIER THAN ADMITTING I WAS WRONG. I DON’T KNOW WHY I GET SO ANGRY. I JUST KNOW IT’S ALWAYS BEEN THERE. AND WHEN THINGS GO BAD, IT JUST COMES OUT. AND I CAN’T STOP IT. AND I FORGIVE YOU. OF COURSE I FORGIVE YOU. I’M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG—I’M SORRY IT TOOK ME TILL NOW TO SAY IT. I’M SO SORRY. MAN, I HOPE YOU CAN HEAR ME. I HOPE YOU CAN HEAR ME” / end id]
Christ, I can’t even imagine what the takes would be if, like, “Titanic” came out today. “What did Jack do to deserve to die?” “Why was the narrative punishing Jack by making him die?” “The story is clearly problematic because Jack died instead of Cal.”
Like holy shit, sometimes characters die because it’s tragic. Because the creators are trying to make you feel something. Because fiction isn’t always about some Calvinist view of a character deserving their fate because all stories are meant to be one big religious passion play about who deserves to go to heaven and be redeemed or whatever and who we’re allowed to stone to death.
Sometimes it’s narratively unjust because you’re meant to be pained and outraged and feel a gaping hole in your heart wherein resides emotions you might never experience in day to day life because the whole point of fiction is to take you outside your everyday experience.
(And for the record, I’m sure those takes on Titanic would have existed if it corresponded with the existence of Twitter but thankfully I was blissfully unaware of all that because I was ten years old. Still. Dear lord, people.)
hi everyone. does anybody else miss something they can never return to. anyone else being swallowed whole by grief. anyone else clinging to love as a life preserver
