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The slow decline of my love for Supernatural.

First of all, I first got into Supernatural during the airing of a Season 6 episode, while we were watching it at a sleepover. After that, Ali convinced us to watch the first one and I wasn’t necessarily hooked, but my interest was peaked.

Even from the start, Sam and Dean’s relationship was perfectly characterized. Season 1 was a lot of the same. Hunt monsters, search for Daddy. Deal with the fact that brothers can get on your fucking nerves. Save each other’s lives. More daddy issues. Kill more monsters.

Season two was a lot of the same.

Most of season three? Same thing. But interesting nonetheless. And it set a president for season finales to come.

Season four was probably the peak of it. They introduced a whole new aspect of the monster world, angels. It was unique and fabulous and lovely. Enough said.

Season five…Emotions. The characters straight out of the bible were characterized appropriately without it being anything super offensive. Not that I think many bible-thumpers would watch this to begin with. The plot over the past five seasons came to a beautiful and (appropriately dramatic) crescendo with the finale.

Season six…they brought a happy ending and then took it away. Everyone was out of character and angry. Castiel jumped ship on the SS Team Freewill. It was all angst. It really wasn’t necessary. It was a move to appease the fans that wouldn’t be satisfied with years worth of fan fiction. And then at the end of it all, Castiel figured out that daddy was gone so he jumped up on the God Throne and pitched a fit.

Season seven is everyone dying. Again.

I just don’t…see it as necessary anymore.

I’m content with just watching seasons 1-6 (although mostly just 1-5 and occasionally some from 6) repeatedly on Netflix.


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