the guys who saved the world

Art for 'Next Spot, the Sweet Spot'!

quickreaver — Fri, 25 Jul 2025 02:26:41 GMT

What if...the Winchesters' retirement plans evolved in different directions? And in typical 'them' fashion, they DON'T EFFIN' TALK. *makes them stand in the corner, holding hands, until they get along*. This is the art for Runedgirl's wonderful 2025 Big Bang, 'Next Stop, the Sweet Spot' (Fear not! The art isn't really spoilery.)

What I really wanted to accomplish with this last one was a *different* POV of the barn scene, a different angle, not just copy a screengrab. Thanks to my sons for tolerating me posing them like silly dolls. IT WAS NOT AS EASY AS I'D IMAGINED. But this is always the way with art.

Anywho, please to be enjoying the fic! It very much explores how easy it is to miscommunicate (despite love), and to want the same things but in very disparate ways. Beautiful peeks into internal motivations, and charmingly set! Someday, there will be art of Sam in a giant lily pond... ;)</p>

Hello, gang! Looking for a specific SPN fic...

quickreaver — Tue, 16 Jul 2024 14:36:09 GMT

I'm in search of a fic I'm sure I've read years ago: outsider POV probably that of a diner waitress, she calls John "Sex Eyes" or something like that, wee!Dean, minimal (if any) Sammy, waitress may be a ghost who doesn't realize she's dead.

Any ideas?? My google-fu isn't turning up anything. Thanks in advance! AND HELLO, ALL!

quickreaver — Mon, 27 Nov 2023 02:14:59 GMT

For fanbuds still over here...

At the request of a few merry gentlefolk — lamenting the lack of an Xmas exchange this year — we give you WinterNatural! The most low-stress, low-worry prompt meme we could pull down the chimney.

Anything holiday, seasonal, and/or wintery welcomed. Now bring us some figgy pudding, and get prompting and filling!

(art by Thomas Kinkade, of 'Christmas Cottage' fame ;) )

EEEET LEEEEEEVES (for Big Bangin'!)

quickreaver — Thu, 13 Jul 2023 18:44:26 GMT

I had the enormous honor of working with kelleigh for the spn_j2_bigbang this year, and she was patient enough to tolerate my unpunctuality (and AO3's misfortunes) to bring us...

(Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, words: 47,728, rating: NC17 - Explicit, warnings: Brief descriptions of violence/injuries and medical treatment, mentions of a virus/pandemic (non graphic), mentions of sex work (positive), mention of prior het relationship.)

Summary: Funded by a guild more than a millennium old, Valdora Prime recruits the best minds in medicine, engineering, geology, botany, and quantum studies. The opportunity to work at Valdora Prime means Jared Padalecki can be part of the foremost research facility in the galaxy and be more than a concierge doctor to the wealthiest planets and colonies. Here, he can make a difference. Here, he can hide what he really is …

Three years after being hired, Jared’s safe, comfortable life pretending to be human is turned upside down. It all starts with the arrival of the new head of security, a Kesalonian named Jensen Ackles, whose physical strength is matched only by his charm. Jared fights the forces pushing them together, but as he and Jensen grow closer, Jared’s web of secrets begins to unravel. His research attracts dangerous attention and outside forces threaten to destroy everything Jared has built. Now, Jared needs to decide if he trusts Jensen with the truth of what he really is, or be left to suffer another betrayal.

This fic is SO GOOD, y'all! The beautiful, evocative setting, wonderful cast of characters, the intrigue, the sexy-times. DON'T SLEEP ON THIS ONE. (And after you get done reading, listen to 'Fly Me to the Moon', by Sia. You're welcome.)

Help a friend out!

quickreaver — Sun, 08 Jan 2023 17:12:44 GMT

I know I hardly ever post here anymore (MUST REMEDY THAT), but we have a fandom friend in need.

Deb (cassiopeia7) has been a dear friend for, dang, tens of years now?? We met thru SPN fandom and have been buds ever since. The past few years have been especially tough on her and her family. They're in a pinch right now, and Deb never asks for anything. Please consider donating:

https://gofund.me/43237a92

Hey, BigBang authors that I claimed...

quickreaver — Mon, 16 May 2022 15:32:12 GMT

LET ME LOVE YOU! Come out, come out, whomever you are!

I claimed "Burn Out the Night" and "Always My Guide", so the quicker I get working, the better. I am a well-known procrastinator, lol! I AM EXCITE

The Great Exodus...

quickreaver — Wed, 09 Mar 2022 14:12:54 GMT

Given the world situation, I'm gradually transferring all my stuff to DreamWidth for future journaling. From here forward, I'll be headquartering over there, even tho I hardly use these formats anymore. Which is kind of a bummer, honestly, given what a fandom cesspool social media can be these days, so maybe this will be my impetus to do more with the forum format than 280 characters or whatever twitter is! Anywho, you can now find me at https://quickreaver.dreamwidth.org/, as well as AO3, twitter and tumblr. Later, 'taters...

This is the end. Hold your breath and count to ten ...

quickreaver — Mon, 27 Dec 2021 21:39:29 GMT

I had the great fortune to draw ashtraythief in this year's spn_j2_xmas, and her prompts were so damned tasty, I really struggled to settle on something, but thanks to Mary and Amy, one of them jumped out and would not be ignored!

Gentlefandom, I give you spy vs. spy, enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers, and an answer to the dilemma: I don’t know whether I should kill or kiss you...

Title: Snowfall
Gifter: c'est moi!
Pairing/Characters: J2
Word count/Medium: ~1800 words, and digital art
Rating: PG13
Content Notes: a little swearing, cameo by The Chad

Big Bangin' 2021!

quickreaver — Sat, 03 Jul 2021 04:18:11 GMT

I had the great fortune to work with the always lovely, always talented, always delightful, always patient dugindeep for the spn_j2_bigbang. I can't say enough nice things about her but I tried! It was a rocky year (and past week, lol), but here we are.

(Click banner to pop on over to AO3 and read this wonderful fic!)

The rest of the art is tucked under the cut. Spoilery: enter at your own risk! Not 100% safe for work, but no pink parts, so depends upon your work. ;)

Banner made in Procreate, which I'm still learning how to use (hey, new iPad!); the other two courtesy of Photoshop.

Summergen reminder...

quickreaver — Tue, 11 May 2021 17:16:26 GMT

We're still taking spn_summergen sign-ups until May 20th! This round, we're trying AO3 as a platform. Help us test drive it!

If you have any questions, drop me or the comm a line.

Quickiebang art for Monicawoe's ALL YOU HAVE IS YOUR FIRE

quickreaver — Sat, 08 May 2021 01:55:28 GMT

Naturally, I'm late! Not-so-quick art for the quicky_bang...
Fic: All You Have Is Your Fire, by my darling, Darkling monicawoe
Art: under the cut, gen but partial nudity and spoilery! SO READ THE FIC FIRST. Trust me on this...

click to enlarge

(Compositionally, I was inspired by the Star Wars scene where Han is being led past Leia before he's carbon frozen; you know the one, heh...)

Summergen makes me feel fine...

quickreaver — Sun, 25 Apr 2021 19:09:46 GMT

Sign-ups May 1 – May 19 - Click the banner for details!

We're up and running again this year! We're also trying out AO3 for a posting platform, as it's more stable and will ultimately be easier in the long run. I know it's a change and change takes effort, but give it a go and see if it works for us! I also think we could use a little gen-flavored relaxation after the year fandom has had, shoooooey.

Any questions? Just ask!

Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.

quickreaver — Sat, 10 Apr 2021 20:30:42 GMT

Everyone's probably heard by now, of jj1564. I didn't know her well, but she participated in many events that I was involved with and I can atest, she was always the most lovely soul, always had a kind word to say and a warm glow to share. She made LJ, and fandom, a better place. We love you, June, and will miss you always. <3

WANKFEST 2021, or "How I Still Haven't Learned to Stop Wanking and Love the Fandom"

quickreaver — Sat, 10 Apr 2021 20:21:26 GMT

So, this is going to be a long one, sorry, folks. It's feast or famine with me. :D

There's been a couple of recent practices in fandom (primarily twitter and tumblr, unsurprisingly) that've found their way into my notice, and I had to chew on them and spit them back out again.

Two things, really, when it all boils down, and they're kind of related but I might wander far and wide in the process. Again, apologies in advance.

Firstly: this phenomenon of posting DNIs on your social media … on platforms designed to encourage sharing, reblogging, reacting, and chasing those sweet, sweet 'likes'. (Makes me miss LJ even harder; sad that LJ isn't The Spot anymore.) Tangentially, I've also seen an up-tick in certain fans “reclaiming” Sam, ostensibly from The Bad Shippers. I have so very many thoughts, and they're all steeped in incredulity.

Y'all know me: I'm an OG Sam fan. Always have been, always will be. I entered fandom via looking for something better than the tie-in novels and ended up finding fic. Emotionally charged gen fic still owns my heart, but as everyone who matriculates in the SPN fandom has experienced, it's nigh impossible to avoid bumping into shipping. I didn't enter the shipping lane until I started to run out of powerful gen fics to read, so I began tiptoeing into Sam-centric ships. As I always watched the show for Sam and Dean, you can guess where I eventually wound up. (I also enjoy several other ships, but no one seems to give a floop about those, even if they might be “problematic” themselves.)

Let's start with DNIs. Short for “do not interact”. We've all seen them by now: “wincesties DNI”, frequently accompanied by a graphic or addendum threatening violence upon the offending fangroup. Right from the jump, this is counter-intuitive to the way sites like tumblr and twitter are designed. The entire premise of these platforms is to reward you with that dopamine hit when you get a 'like' or a reblog, knowing there are people out there who agree with you, like your handiwork, and provide that quick pop of approval. (Or, conversely, for the troll-inclined, that hit of adrenaline when someone puts up their dukes and returns the punch you just threw out onto the internet.)

In recent years, there has been an encouragement for people to curate their own internet experiences, for their own safety and comfort: that hallowed protocol of creating your bubble. Which is all well and good, and sometimes absolutely necessary for a pleasant fandom experience! But it's one thing to mute certain words, block people, or only follow the like-minded … and another thing entirely to forbid other fans from so much as looking sideways at your public posts. Fandom has a pretty good structure of respect: don't repost without at least crediting the original creator (it's better to reblog), be sure to tag (or openly admit you “choose not to warn”) for triggers and navigational purposes … those are the biggies.

But fact is, when you forbid other people, no matter who they are or for what reason, from interacting with your entirely public output, you're actually attempting to curate their internet boundaries, not your own. If someone doesn't want to have a given group of people interface with their art, fic, etc., there's an incredibly simple technique that doesn't impinge upon other people's freedoms: you can make your account private. You can put it behind a paywall on Patreon. Lock up your twitter and only invite the chosen few. Start a Discord server and vet the members. This will impact your reach, obviously, but that's the price you pay to play. Or not play, as the case may be. If you make the decision to limit your audience, them's the way it rolls. Own that consequence of your boundary.

Fandom was founded on the very premise of exchange, exploration and creativity, no matter the ship or the kink. It's fiction. We are boundless.

Which segues (sloppily, I admit, okay :D) into my second beef du jour: the Reclamation of Sam Winchester.

On the surface, it looks (once again) like people trying to fabricate a “safe” internet space for themselves, wherein they can enjoy Sam content without the risk of running into the uncomfy-ness of the sort of Sam fan or creation that might ship him with his brother … but they don't want to encroach upon their own personal liberties in the slightest. It's apparently perfectly fine for them to reblog MY stuff, even though they personally maintain “wincesties DNI” (and sometimes go so far as to label my creations “destiel”, which won't apply to my handiwork 99.9% of the time). Guess what, fam: you just willfully interacted, and that pretty much turns your DNI into Swiss cheese. More guess what: just because someone ships a certain something doesn't mean that's all they fixate upon, or the only thing they make fanworks of, or even the only way they approach any given character, trope, genre or ship. Shock and awe, I know.

Let's look at the word “reclaim”: retrieve or recover (something previously lost, given, or paid); obtain the return of.

I think it's pretty safe to say that the quadrant of fandom that wants to “reclaim” Sam never really owned him to begin with. (I mean, well, technically no one but Warner Brothers owns the character, but let's ponder which parts of fandom actually, you know, take an interest in Sam.) The incidence of substantial Sam exploration in that quadrant's fanworks, and the care with which they look at him—legitimately explore him and his emotional arc, drives, or even the actual canon—is almost nonexistent compared to the attention and thoughtfulness put into Dean and Cas. If D/C is your ship, why would you spend energy on Sam? It also makes sense, given the smother of Destiel as the fandom juggernaut, that fanworks get more hits/kudos if they're Destiel than not. But let's be honest, Sam was never taken away from you; you never gave a shit about him to begin with. You just don't want them to have him.

A few weeks ago, I watched Saileen and their wedding trend for all of five hot minutes on tumblr (many in conjunction with Destiel), and then vanish quicker than a ghost in the Dead Sea. Sam even gave up “Winchester” in favor of “Leahy” (Which, btw, isn't an act of feminism. There wasn't a plausible reason for it except to further remove Sam from Dean. Sam wasn't even a Winchester anymore. But I'll defer to Hanlon's razor if there actually were people who didn't think it through and simply thought it was “cute”.)

Lastly, with a particular eye as to how “reclaim” is used commonly in today's vernacular, it has uncomfortable echoes of reclaiming a slur, which contemporary culture sometimes does, but isn't always in agreement with how healing that practice truly is. But I dunno, maybe those fans earnestly do think they're redeeming the character from some state of vice? Making a silk purse from a sow's ear? In which case, great, I guess? More Sam is … more Sam! I'm so glad they're saving him from a bunch of fans who don't write about him and include them in their ship and art and graphics and create events centering him or any of that stuff! Dang, too bad I'm not allowed to interact with you—the rescuers of Sam. Me, a long-time Sam fan. Verboten. (Spoiler: I will anyways. I'll be regardful. I won't highjack your post and tag it something it's not, but you ain't the boss of me and you don't own either the internet, or fandom. Or Sam.)

Baby, it's cold outside...

quickreaver — Sat, 26 Dec 2020 06:05:10 GMT

Merry Christmas to a simply splendid person, the ever-gracious wetsammy, who truly deserves all the good things in 2021! (As do we all, really. All my love to my LJ flisties!)

Art created for spn_j2_xmas, and I couldn't help myself; I wax shmoopy over the holidays. I don't paint critters very often, so this was great fun! Based on wetsammy's prompt: "Coyote!Jared and badger!Jensen are hunting buddies and best friends. If they share a single den one night, even better."

(click to zoom)

How do we carry on?

quickreaver — Tue, 24 Nov 2020 03:15:42 GMT

Okay, so I've been doing a metric poop ton of thinking about SPN's finale. Which is why I was up at 5:30 a.m. writing about it, and I'm not sure how much sense this will actually make. Pity me later.

But first off, gosh, I hope everyone found something they liked about it. Me? I found a lot I absolutely ended up loving about it, but I had to creep into that. Probably because the shock of it being done done had to sink in, first.

I was actually looking forward to the series ending, but not in a cruel way. It was simply time. Jared's analogy of a beloved old dog that needed to be gently ushered across the Rainbow Bridge was not inaccurate. And lawd, fandom has gotten nigh impossible to navigate without copious filters in place.

So yeah, it was time. 15 years is a helluva run, a record-breaking one, in fact. There is sadness, but also pride. And I'm not kidding when I say “fandom is the friends we made along the way” and I hope I keep those friends, if it's meant to happen. Annnnywho, the finale …

There's two broad, rambling points I want to explore about it: what actually happened in the episode, and how fandom at large has been responding. It's all about expectations.

My fandom buds had already been collecting leaks and spoilers and putting together dropped hints, so we were pretty sure we had a few plot points sealed: Dean would die first, and Sam would go on to live his life and die of old age. But after that? We had no safe bets. These two outcomes were honestly the ones I'd been fearing since the end of the show was announced. Wow, did I not want Dean going out the Big Damned Hero, and Sam sliding into mundane domestication, with a boring law career, 2.5 kids, a dog, wife, and apple pie life. I wanted the ol' blaze of glory ending for both boys.

Then 15x18 aired and Cas made his “homosexual declaration of love” (Misha's words, not mine). I was gobsmacked. They. Went. There. If I'd been nervous about the way they were going to wrap the series before? I was absolutely shook in that moment. Now, I had to be resigned to the eventuality that it would be Cas in the mix there somewhere too. Because certainly, they wouldn't leave Cas with that sticky, uncomfortable trope of Bury Your Gays. Bob Berens wrote 15x18, and he is in fact queer, so the predictions from the Destiel side of fandom began feeling all too possible. They'd been asserting for years that the “healthiest” ending would be one where Dean would shed his repression and admit his romantic love for Cas, Sam would wind up with (insert female love interest of the moment here), and the Winchesters' “toxic codependency” would be broken. Happily ever after, after all! Romance wins! (I feel obligated to note that the only characters in the series who thought of Sam and Dean as toxically codependent have been the antagonists. Discuss.)

Well.

As it turned out, I should've kept trusting the way Jensen had been playing Dean for all these years: not canonically into guys. I shouldn't have let fandom noise tie me up into knots. There was hero worship and deep friendships and a bit of hedonism, but when Dean Winchester tells you he doesn't swing that way? And it's reiterated by the guy who plays him? And the writers and powers-that-be behind the show tell us it's not a story about romance? No amount of dancing with lamps or whatever other perceived circumstantial evidence will change that. I learned a new word this week: “apophenia”, the tendency to perceive meaningful connections between unrelated things. Yeah, this.

I'm absolutely not saying you can't head-canon Dean however you want. Write the character however he works for you. This is no smear on that, in the least. That's the glory of fanworks!

But this does lead to an unfortunate (though potentially interesting) dilemma, if we accept that Cas was, indeed, falling in love with Dean throughout the course of the show: what about the hinky shit Cas did to Sam? I'm especially side-eyeing 'Beat the Devil', the episode where the guys entered an abandoned mine that was rumored to house a nest of feral vampires. Sam got jumped, his throat torn out, and dragged off down a passageway. Dean, rarin' to follow, was stopped by Cas, who—after cursory examination—assured him Sam was gone. Dean barely had time to process this before he was coaxed to carry on, to save the innocent bystanders. Now, I look back at that and see Cas in a different light. (This episode was also written by Berens, btw. Hmmm.)

All those things Cas did to Sam that were rather dire … pulling him out of Hell soulless, bringing down the wall in Sam's mind that had been put there so he wouldn't remember Hell and go insane, to name a couple biggies … I now view with a stern side-eye. Of course there were also times Cas could've done away with Sam and he didn't, because maybe Cas weighed the worth of offing Sam vs. how destroyed Dean would be? I'm not 100% convinced Berens was playing the long-game, slow, unrequited burn, but it does pose some juicy questions!

It also threw my expectations for the finale way up in the air. Then 15x19 aired, and I chose to try to make peace with stuff, for my own emotional sanity. If the show had ended after 15x19 (Jack is the new hands-off God, Cas died a hero, life goes on) I would've been perfectly content, but we had one final episode, and anything could happen. If rumors were true and Dean died first, hung out with Cas in Heaven until Sam died of old age and joined them, becoming the third wheel/shipper side-character Destiel fandom seemed so fond of? So be it. People have disappointed me before, and they'll disappoint me again. (I'm looking at you, American politics.) It hasn't been easy being a Sam fan, sloshing around in the fandom oceans of Destiel, where the juggernaut ship routinely marginalizes one of the co-leads into little more than a rowboat, tethered to its side (if not sunk altogether). But I was ready.

I sat down with a bottle of wine and my 19-year-old son, who's an occasional watcher, to actually enjoy the last episode. I never expected to be so thoroughly wrecked in such a perfect way. We both cried our fool eyes out. It was glorious. And even though the rumors pretty much bore out, it was so masterfully done, I was LIVING.

Later I discovered that a lot of the dialogue and Easter eggs were added by J2 (verified by Jared during a StageIt panel 11/22), but regardless, this finale was the culmination of a legitimate Hero's Journey in the mythology sense (not to be confused by the debatable SPN episode of the same name, lol!). This lightbulb moment was pointed out by juliasets, and she's spot on. The Hero's Journey is defined as a “common template of stories that involve a hero who goes on an adventure, is victorious in a decisive crisis, and comes home changed or transformed.”

Sam and Dean had to wrap back around to their beginnings again, after defeating God—return to the prophecies they'd written for themselves—to finish their story.

How many times had Dean noted that hunters don't live long lives? He always thought he'd die young and leave a good looking corpse, go down swinging. Which, of course, he's done multiple times, but there was something evolved about this particular death. For almost his entire life, Dean defined himself by two things: his expertise as a hunter, and his success at keeping Sam alive. He knew his strengths were, well, his strength, his destructive capabilities, his fisticuffs, his quick wit. But he saw himself as a grunt, Daddy's blunt instrument. This was probably a combination of John's A+ parenting and Dean's incongruously low self-esteem, but it served to humanize the character and soften his cocky, devil-may-care exterior. The interior nature of Dean Winchester was far more tragic.

During the three or so episodes leading up to the finale, I noticed other characters notably praising Dean. For his protectiveness, his bravery, his ability to show and inspire love. They were telling Dean things he so desperately needed to hear, punctuating that he was a worthwhile person, all on his own. He wasn't just the job, or the older brother. He was Dean. And I think he really internalized those observations, after all these years. He'd grown into himself. We see a lighter Dean in the finale than we have in a great many episodes. Until, well, YOU KNOW.

And Sam. The boy with the demon blood who only ever wanted to be normal. Clean. Safe. Sam tried time after time to extricate himself from a life of daily danger and uncertainty, only to return again and again. And why?

Dean.

I feel like Sam had finally come to terms with his world being the hunting world, because Dean would never leave hunting. Dean was starting to make noises about it, but nah. Pipe dreams. As long as people needed saving, they'd be hunting things. Sam left behind the idealistic aspirations of childhood, and listened to his heart. And it was okay, because those desires made him what he was, brought him along on his path. He struggled through addiction, possession(s) mental illness, a century of infernal abuse, and came out the other side whole. Sam weighed the risks and rewards with his big brain, and made his decision. It wasn't perfect, it was hardly happily-ever-after, it was messy, but it was his willful choices and it resulted in good. This is what we do, as adults. We find joy in a life, well lived. Even if it isn't a happy little fairy tale.

And here's where Sam returns to his beginning. Dean dies in that barn, shocked and rueful with the irony of the circumstances, but he makes Sam promise he'll always keep fighting (sob!) and assures Sam that he can and will go on. Sam's strong enough, even if in that moment, Sam doesn't think so. We think we're sad about Dean's death? Oh, just wait until you see his baby brother, dealing with the fallout. It's such bone-deep grief. But Sam honors Dean's wishes. He takes his misery and loneliness and funnels it into simply getting by until one day, he snags a case and decides to never return to the bunker. He walks away from hunting, but carries on as a civilian. Has a son. Periodically visits Baby in the garage, and misses Dean all over again. But Sam keeps putting one foot in front of the other and fulfills a lifetime of carrying on, and repairs the broken experience of his own family into a long and peaceful life.

Meanwhile, in Heaven, Dean has one last lesson to learn. Instead of immediately surrounding himself with friends and family who've passed on, he gets in his celestial version of Baby and just … drives. One of the things he used to fear—being alone—is that last hurdle. And he drives by himself until at long last, Earth time catches up with Heaven time, and there on a beautiful bridge in the middle of nowhere, he finally stops and reunites with Sam.

It was tonally perfect. COVID did the finale a favor, imho. But maybe if they'd been able to include a cast of a zillion, some pretty vocal parts of fandom who hated the “Wincest” ending would've been somewhat placated.

Yeah, they're calling it Wincest, and I'm like … y'all do know that means sex, right? And what Sam and Dean have on the show is absolutely love, but why the hell does a huge swath of fandom seem to think that Eros is the end game for every relationship? The thing that SPN did so damned well was explore this deep bond between these two brothers. This has always been its bread and butter. Not many shows risk sidelining romance. (Remember: SPN is still a horror series, not a Hallmark Channel Xmas movie.) SPN dared to say “Sam and Dean? They are two halves of one whole.” Even the general audience was fascinated. The show never indicated anything else was more important than the Winchesters, and I'm sorry some fans fabricated a scenario where their personal subtext overrode the text. I've been really bummed out by the many horrible comments and reviews and insults targeted at the cast and crew, because Destiel only got half-canonized. I wish they'd have stopped playing themselves. I wish certain fandom “reporters” and BNFs had stopped chasing clout and been more honest in what was canon and what wasn't. But here we are and I guess we'll just wait until they exhaust their fury or get distracted by the next topical, shiny thing. I hope next time, they latch onto a show with the actual rep they're looking for.

There were soooo many other delightful and ridiculously moving and neat little hidden nuggets in this, our finale, but I've run on enough and this is already tl;dr, so I'll leave it here. I'm relieved it's done. I'll miss this stupid show. I'll adore it forever, and I'll especially adore the people I've met through it. We'll always have fandom, my babies...

So. Here we are.

quickreaver — Mon, 16 Nov 2020 17:56:19 GMT

I don't even know where to begin, I truly don't. SPN has been... a lot. Fandom has been... A LOT.

It's taking some pretty targeted and willful brainpower on my part to be sanguine about it all, but I'm managing. How we doin', gang?