My name is Nic. I'm a Virgo. I enjoy sun hats, long talks about bleach, and frisky kittens.
So much to do before I start driving toward Seattle Friday night after work, but I just want to stay in bed all day.
Sam Winchester per episode → Pac-Man Fever
misha sometimes I really worry about you
Jensen on how he created Demon!Dean and how Demon!Dean ~ticks (x)
Has this been done yet
I stared at this for a few seconds but once I got it, I chuckled.
Don’t take puns for granite.
These jokes just keep getting boulder.
i don’t know, they’re kind of a lode of schist.
Now, now, there’s no need to get all butte hurt, lets just take a steppe back
Yeah, everyone, be gneiss.
I’m cracking up at this.
Thank you for that earth-shaking contribution.
Don’t mine me, I’m just marbling at the humor.
I don’t carat all for any of these.
cas the cat whisperer
still going today cause there’s a tie and that won’t do :D :D :D
"Do it," Dean taunts, eyes flickering back to an almost familiar green. "It’s all you."
It’s always like this with demons, the smell of the blood just under their skin fills Sam with an acidic need, a hunger that dulls his mind and sharpens his anger. One cut, and it will pour over the useless knife, hot and red. I have a choice, Sam thinks, desperate and full of grief. It’s all me. I can choose.
But he doesn’t have to. A white light blinds him, and Dean is thrown backwards, leaving the knife cold and dry in Sam’s hand.
"You are not welcome here," Castiel growls. "This is a sanctuary. When we have cured you, you will be allowed to return."
"Cas, baby, don’t be like that." Dean is picking himself up, gingerly and with an unnatural tilt to his head. He moves like a snake. "I mean, I know I kicked you out, but you can’t hold that—"
"I said you are not welcome. I am sorry, Dean." Another flash, and Dean has vanished. The walls smoke, covered with sigils scorched into the stones. Enochian. Protection.
"Cas? Your grace…"
"Still running out. That was a borrowed spell." Castiel looks Sam over and lays a hand on his arm. "Are you all right?"
He cannot lie to Cas. Not now, not with so much at stake.
"I don’t know. I almost wasn’t. I wanted… you know what I wanted." The knife is heavy in his hand, and he crouches to set it down, not wanting to drop it and hear the sound of it crashing to the ground. He stands and looks at it as if he is afraid.
"But you didn’t."
"You were here."
Cas nods, tightening his hand on Sam’s arm until Sam looks up to meet his eyes.
"Then this is where I will stay. You won’t do this alone, Sam. Not if I can help it."
Sam nods, laying a hand over Castiel’s and holding it tightly, but in his mind he knows. Whenever he and Dean meet again, it won’t matter who is at his side.
He will be alone with his demons.
take me back to the start.
Did somebody say musical episode??
Dean + recurring themes [2/4]
London by voldy92
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