Okay. Okay. So who's gonna write me the one where Sam massively goes off the demon blood wagon and starts drinking his brother's blood? The one where there's bloodplay and knifeplay and immensely powerful, vaguely necrophiliac Winchesters who ride into the sunset on an all-out manic bender of insanity and violence?
If you write it, I promise I'll send you flowers. Roses. Daisies. Whatever you want.