There's no escaping Destiel feels...
Music player on shuffle: "I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting til' the wars won,I don't care if heaven won't take me back. I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe."
Me: Oh my godddd fucking Destiel feels here we go. My heart. Oh god. How can you handle this much happiness and pain at the same time?
My brain: Its ok, distract yourself, just look at the sky
Me: Go fuck yourself sky. That's where Cas came down, to grip Dean tight and raise him from perdition. Fuckkk off.
My brain: Ok ok don't worry. Just go inside
Me: Yeah good idea. this isnt so ba- Oh my god. Its a wall. Great. A goddamn wall. Cas was always shoving Dean against walls. Go fuck yourself, stupid fucking house.
My Brain: Sigh, just get in your room and on your computer then...
Me: Yeah i'll just go on and find other things to do an- (subconciously clicks Destiel tag) OH MY GOD WHY CAN'T DEAN JUST FUCKING ADMIT TO CAS HOW MUCH HE NEEDS AND WANTS HIM IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE. WHY DOESN'T CAS JUST SPEAK UP INSTEAD OF SEXING HIM ALL OVER THE PLACE WITH HIS GODDAMN FUCKING EYES. WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE SO FUCKING PERFECT. NO TWO PEOPLE IN THE WORLD ARE THIS NATURALLY PERFECT. WHY. FUCKING WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT? DO THEY KNOW WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF PAIN THEY'RE INFLICTING ON THE WORLD? DO THEY? I HOPE THEY KNOW. I HOPE THEY REALISE HOW FUCKING PERFECT AND DEPRESSING THEY ARE.
Why I think Destiel wins over Wincest.
betterthanapunchtotheface: Cas called dibs. And everyone Sam sleeps with dies.
All masochists ship Destiel