Honestly I think there's more interesting variation in the various kinds of monsters, witches and such than having demons for the umpteenth time. I wouldn't miss them.

If closing the door to Hell leaves you on Earth, why would closing the door to Heaven leave you up there--is the assumption that the nature of the closer has an effect?

Humans can use the Purgatory and Hell tablets for...stuff. But Metatron can't use the Heaven tablet? Why would you make a panic button for Heaven that only angels can push? I mean, God clearly doesn't trust them--hence panic button. The fact that Cas is around and willing is pretty exceptional--and Naomi has effectively been fighting God on that front, but who else would have? For a good reason? Luci would have for a bad one, Gabe would have so he could debauch in peace...

Shit, I need to do work before I finish reading this Infinite Playlist fusion. It's a cascade of cockblocks, and I can use this time more productively.

Did they say only angels can push the button? I thought M picked Cas cause he was the most badass person he knew with low sales resistance...

And yeah, I wouuld not miss angels and demons plotwise. You would still ghosts and gods and monsters, witches and necromancers and other magic users, anthropomorphic personifications like death. You would still have muses, fates, amazons, faerie, zombies , titans (not all titans were good guys) plus probably other things I've forgotten or that have not yet been introduced..

Did they say only angels can push the button?

Metatron said that he wasn't badass enough to push the button. Given that he's still immortal and can do at least some angelly stuff I wonder why that would be true, given that your average human is wandering in with less power.

My only prediction: the cliffhanger is going to KILL the audience and lead to MASSIVE fanfiction output this summer.

Bing, bing, bing!

I just finished this before the finale: [link] I have no idea why I decided to start that today, but I figured I'd draw them all before anyone dies or becomes a toad.

::wild applause::

I'm so nervous. I haven't been, the past few years! And now I'm afraid there will be toads, too.

Castiel Novak rolled his ocean blue eyes. He was sweating like a pig being led to a slaughterhouse for execution underneath his work uniform which consisted of a typical Men in Black suit. Dark Ray Ban aviator glasses covered his beautiful baby blues and they were a gift from Heaven, because they blocked anyone from witnessing every time he rolled his eyes at good old George W’s plethora of faux pas.

Before the finale, I decided to treat y'all with this gem of a fic. Great AU premise, but every paragraph is just like this, telling you about the color of whomever's eyes, and just how much Cas is sweating, and why, and how it impacts his wardrobe and social life, and just how great his sunglasses are.

Is that the Castiel-fucked-up-in-the-FBI fic?

I can't even remember now which one I was really liking -- maybe it was the animal-soul-shifters and Winchester wolf and Lilith's Tear story? Where the author leaves out a negative and uses hyperthermia where she really seems to mean hypothermia--or I misunderstand the entire exchange...too confusing.