#constructive uses for time in Fae Dream Prison: healing together from emotionally distant alcoholic prepper father-figures
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When insisting on incorporating Every Single Relevant Show into SPN postcanon leads you down a myth rabbit hole that ends up making too much sense and it hurts
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So you’re telling me… that she spent most of her existence. With her sibling, who she’s barely distinguishable from in the myths, always half of a pair, always hungry and raring for the chase. Sitting at the chair of their god, their general, their hunt-leader. A god consumed by his knowledge of the end of the world and his own death. Obsessed with delaying the inevitable as long as possible. A god who never eats, only drinking wine himself, but tosses food to his two wolves. He’s been waiting for the end of times for millennia now, never dropping his guard, always wandering, always preoccupied on doom. And she and her sister have followed obediently.
Does she feel like this is all she is? Does she want to escape this life? To be a being apart from her sister and their god? To not be hungry, and not be told she is hungry? To rest?
She and Sam are together. He seems truly happy with her. They share their grief. Of course they share this, oh, gods, they are so much to each other
My heart,,,,, 😭😭😭
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