I really just need to articulate my thoughts about the Supernatural season nine promo before I continue writing my poetry essay.
First of all, W H AT T H E H E L L ?
CASTIEL. LIKE, WOW. My poor baby is all human now. "It hurts...." <Translation: I am gasping for breath on the floor> Cas doing laundry? Cas Stripping in the laundromat? CAS STARING HUNGRILY AT FOOD? CAS GETTING HIT BY A FUCKING CAR?!?!
I cannot handle this. And then they have the gall to have CAS TALKING TO SOME BLACK-HAIRED BEAUTIFUL ANGEL WHO HAS FALLEN WOW WHAT THE HELL. I know she is gonna be the one he has sex with, and it breaks my heart. I wanted him with Meg (Shh it was a secret ship...like a submarine or something). Hell, I would even be ok with Destiel becoming canon. Not some random chick who they'll have to kill off in a few episodes because she's a random love interest. PLEASE. This makes my heart ache.
I could carry on forever about Castiel stuffing all his clothes into the washer, wearing cute new clothes, and somehow not being reunited with Sam and Dean. (It had better fucking happen within three episodes of I will throw a fit. MY BABY. HE CAN'T BE OUT ALONE AHHHHHH. Not that I underestimate him. I just love Team Free Will.)
Death and Bobby, though! And hopefully other characters, too.
But SAM IS IN THE HOSPITAL??? I've been worried about Sam for a while, and this poor baby ALWAYS has some horrible shit to deal with (but who doesn't on this show??). Seeing him in the hospital again makes me sad. And DEAN IS ALL BLOODY/??? Abaddon. Ugh. CROWLEY.
That's all I can articulate right now. If it even makes sense.
I didn't ask to be this emotionally invested in the show, okay? Blame Margaret.
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