the ramblings of a girl who doesn't want to get out of bed yet
Okay, so, I spend unreasonable amounts of time on tumblr for someone who doesn't have one, and I've been reading a lot of things. I have this theory that a good chunk of tumblr people are really (secretly) Peter Pan fairies--with room for only one emotion at a time. Either they are so exstatically happy, or very, very angry, or other ends of the spectrums, and not a whole lot in the middle.
(There are, of course, absolute gems and I don't tend to stay long on the fairy tumblrs because my neck hurts from whiplash, but anyway.)
So this post, randomly, is how I feel about the Sam/Dean vs. Destiel arguement. Let's see how it goes.
First off, I really, really don't want to write something that's trampling all over peoples' toes, as it were. Arguing with people on the internet is not my idea of a good time. This is just going to be my thinky thoughts.
Soooo. I think it's safe to say the biggest problem the Destiel shippers have (or at least the one they cite the most) is that Sam and Dean are brothers, and incest is wrong. (Some of them take that and 'logically' decide that wincest shippers must all secretly want to bang their siblings--let me assure you that this is not the case.) I'm sure the stigma of incest being wrong dates back to ancient times, after the Mayans tried that shit out and wound up with legitimately mentally handicapped rulers and crumbling civilizatons. But we're not talking about breeding, here. Sam and Dean--unless some magic mpreg fairy pops up on the show--are not going to dilute the gene pool. Or--pretzel their pools. Or dude, whatever the fuck you can do with a pool metaphor that makes incestuous babies. It's not going to happen. The plumbing isn't right.
(As a side note, years before I watched the show my mom told me about a friend she had who had been having problems getting pregnant with her long-term, live-in, absolutely-permanent-they-just-didn't-believe-in-marriage boyfriend, and when they went in to the fertility clinic together to run some tests, they were devastated to find out they couldn't concieve because they were too close, genetically. Turns out, they'd both been adopted--no one had told either one of them--and they were real life long-lost siblings. They had to break up. I was maybe ten or so at the time, and I couldn't understand why. Just don't have babies. If you love each other, what's the problem?)
But maybe that squicks people out too much. I know you can't help what squicks you. I'm trying really hard not to make a comparison between this and homophobics saying they just can't help the way they feel, I know that isn't fair. What squicks you squicks you. But the same as I would ask a homophobic not to be judgemental, to take a step back and understand where others are coming from--no one is asking you to be gay, or lust after your siblings. Just be kind.
So that's incest in general. Why Sam and Dean?
Because even Angels know they are psychotically, irrationally, erotically co-dependent on each other. Because Dean can't live without Sam, and Sam can't live without Dean. (Those of you citing Dean's year with Lisa, I would respectfully argue that there is a difference between living and not being dead. And also that there is some suggestion that the only reason Sam could function for that long away from his brother was without his soul.) Because the apocalypse was averted thanks to Sam, who could not have done it without Dean. And a million other reasons.
Is it healthy? Fuck no. But it's real. You can't tell me it isn't. (Or, I mean, you can, but it's not going to get through, I have the closed signs on my ears for this one thing.) Even if it isn't sexual, I don't believe they are capable of loving anyone as much as they love each other.
So where does that leave Cas? Guys, I'll admit, in my head cannon, Castiel has a huge, hopeless crush on Dean. One so big all the other angels and demons pick on him for it, taunting him by saying things to Dean like "the one in the trenchcoat who's in love with you," because they know it'll somehow get back to Cas. But Castiel--and Lisa--know deep down that they don't stand a chance. Dean just cares so much, all the time--there isn't any more room in him to love more than he already does. There isn't. He doesn't know how. I would love to see Cas romantically happy, and I don't think Dean is capable of that.
Cas, for all that he's ancient, is about as emotionally mature as a 7th grader desperately wanting the football all-star to notice him, so he keeps showing up when Dean calls and doing Dean's homework and helping Dean study for his chem test, and hoping one day Dean will find a lightbulb with 'Mr&Mr Castiel Winchester' written on it in glitter pen, and they'll live happily ever after. He throws around phrases like "profound bond," and Dean says, "Thanks, man, I appreciate it, but I've got football practice in the morning so you should probably go home." (Or the equivalent thereof.)
I think it's sad, yes, and if I could I would take Castiel by the hand and tell him he needs to find somebody else, anybody else, who can actually (and wants to) return Cas's affections as much as he deserves (we're talking pre:Godstiel, here, that in my book is one last desperate plea for Dean to notice him, poor baby).
Because here's the biggest problem I have with Destiel: Sam isn't in it. Sam is rarely to be found. Suddenly, Sam becomes barely a blip on the radar, if he's mentioned at all, and that isn't fair or--in my oppinion--realistic. You can't have one Winchester without the other. It's like only having the shell of the Impala without any of the parts that make it go--aesthetically pleasing, but essentially useless. And I know it's irrational, but my head often makes the connection between Destiel and Sam!hate. I know that can't be true, all Destiel shippers cannot be Sam haters, but it makes my soul hurt that some of them are.
I love all these boys. And I'd kill to see them happy. I just happen to think the best way to do it is with Sam/Dean, and Castiel/Anyone Else and/or cheeseburgers.
Wooooooooooooow that got long, oops. Um, in conclusion: Why can't weeee be friends? Why can't weeeee be friends, why can't weeee be etc....
(There are, of course, absolute gems and I don't tend to stay long on the fairy tumblrs because my neck hurts from whiplash, but anyway.)
So this post, randomly, is how I feel about the Sam/Dean vs. Destiel arguement. Let's see how it goes.
First off, I really, really don't want to write something that's trampling all over peoples' toes, as it were. Arguing with people on the internet is not my idea of a good time. This is just going to be my thinky thoughts.
Soooo. I think it's safe to say the biggest problem the Destiel shippers have (or at least the one they cite the most) is that Sam and Dean are brothers, and incest is wrong. (Some of them take that and 'logically' decide that wincest shippers must all secretly want to bang their siblings--let me assure you that this is not the case.) I'm sure the stigma of incest being wrong dates back to ancient times, after the Mayans tried that shit out and wound up with legitimately mentally handicapped rulers and crumbling civilizatons. But we're not talking about breeding, here. Sam and Dean--unless some magic mpreg fairy pops up on the show--are not going to dilute the gene pool. Or--pretzel their pools. Or dude, whatever the fuck you can do with a pool metaphor that makes incestuous babies. It's not going to happen. The plumbing isn't right.
(As a side note, years before I watched the show my mom told me about a friend she had who had been having problems getting pregnant with her long-term, live-in, absolutely-permanent-they-just-didn't-believe-in-marriage boyfriend, and when they went in to the fertility clinic together to run some tests, they were devastated to find out they couldn't concieve because they were too close, genetically. Turns out, they'd both been adopted--no one had told either one of them--and they were real life long-lost siblings. They had to break up. I was maybe ten or so at the time, and I couldn't understand why. Just don't have babies. If you love each other, what's the problem?)
But maybe that squicks people out too much. I know you can't help what squicks you. I'm trying really hard not to make a comparison between this and homophobics saying they just can't help the way they feel, I know that isn't fair. What squicks you squicks you. But the same as I would ask a homophobic not to be judgemental, to take a step back and understand where others are coming from--no one is asking you to be gay, or lust after your siblings. Just be kind.
So that's incest in general. Why Sam and Dean?
Because even Angels know they are psychotically, irrationally, erotically co-dependent on each other. Because Dean can't live without Sam, and Sam can't live without Dean. (Those of you citing Dean's year with Lisa, I would respectfully argue that there is a difference between living and not being dead. And also that there is some suggestion that the only reason Sam could function for that long away from his brother was without his soul.) Because the apocalypse was averted thanks to Sam, who could not have done it without Dean. And a million other reasons.
Is it healthy? Fuck no. But it's real. You can't tell me it isn't. (Or, I mean, you can, but it's not going to get through, I have the closed signs on my ears for this one thing.) Even if it isn't sexual, I don't believe they are capable of loving anyone as much as they love each other.
So where does that leave Cas? Guys, I'll admit, in my head cannon, Castiel has a huge, hopeless crush on Dean. One so big all the other angels and demons pick on him for it, taunting him by saying things to Dean like "the one in the trenchcoat who's in love with you," because they know it'll somehow get back to Cas. But Castiel--and Lisa--know deep down that they don't stand a chance. Dean just cares so much, all the time--there isn't any more room in him to love more than he already does. There isn't. He doesn't know how. I would love to see Cas romantically happy, and I don't think Dean is capable of that.
Cas, for all that he's ancient, is about as emotionally mature as a 7th grader desperately wanting the football all-star to notice him, so he keeps showing up when Dean calls and doing Dean's homework and helping Dean study for his chem test, and hoping one day Dean will find a lightbulb with 'Mr&Mr Castiel Winchester' written on it in glitter pen, and they'll live happily ever after. He throws around phrases like "profound bond," and Dean says, "Thanks, man, I appreciate it, but I've got football practice in the morning so you should probably go home." (Or the equivalent thereof.)
I think it's sad, yes, and if I could I would take Castiel by the hand and tell him he needs to find somebody else, anybody else, who can actually (and wants to) return Cas's affections as much as he deserves (we're talking pre:Godstiel, here, that in my book is one last desperate plea for Dean to notice him, poor baby).
Because here's the biggest problem I have with Destiel: Sam isn't in it. Sam is rarely to be found. Suddenly, Sam becomes barely a blip on the radar, if he's mentioned at all, and that isn't fair or--in my oppinion--realistic. You can't have one Winchester without the other. It's like only having the shell of the Impala without any of the parts that make it go--aesthetically pleasing, but essentially useless. And I know it's irrational, but my head often makes the connection between Destiel and Sam!hate. I know that can't be true, all Destiel shippers cannot be Sam haters, but it makes my soul hurt that some of them are.
I love all these boys. And I'd kill to see them happy. I just happen to think the best way to do it is with Sam/Dean, and Castiel/Anyone Else and/or cheeseburgers.
Wooooooooooooow that got long, oops. Um, in conclusion: Why can't weeee be friends? Why can't weeeee be friends, why can't weeee be etc....