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Living his best life

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☀️Pond Giant☀️

The world was quiet here. Not the silence of danger, not the breathless pause before a hunt, but something gentler. Still. Like the universe had finally remembered how to breathe.

Behind him, carved into the face of a moss-covered cliff, was the massive stone visage of an Angel. The features were weathered but unmistakable, eyes staring into nothing, or seeing all too much. Dean was not aware of it yet. Or maybe he had and just didn’t want to look.

He squinted at the water instead, watching a dragonfly skate across it. There was something almost holy about evenings like this. Like time folded in on itself and let him pretend he wasn’t carrying a war on his shoulders.

"I wish you were here," he murmured.

The breeze caught the words and took them across the pond. Dean rubbed his thumb over the handle of his fishing pole, jaw tight. He hadn’t said Cas’s name in weeks. Not out loud. Not since -

He cleared his throat.

Fishing helped. It slowed things down. Gave his hands something to do while his mind wandered. Let him believe, just for a moment, that there was something better coming. Something quieter. A future, maybe.

The pole jerked slightly. He reeled in, but it was just a snag. Nothing on the other end. Still, he smiled faintly.

Above him, the giant stone face of the Angel remained still, but in the sunlight, the moss seemed to shimmer like grace itself.

Dean cast the line again and leaned back on his elbows, eyes half-closed.

"I’ll wait," he said into the warm breeze.

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uncommon locations for Project Card Souls

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Go my scarab

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Gus, 2007

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im sorry my demon eye caused me to lash out at you and your man. im sure hes perfectly lov- ah! grrarrrghh [clutching at my demon eye and writhing] i… i can introduce you to a realm of darkness… that he would never show you

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Executed for doing my thing

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Source

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"kung pow penis," a phrase commonly used in reblogs to indicate utter disdain for OP, has twelve letters, each of which (traditionally) must be supplied by a different user. the unanimity of disdain indicated by these twelve unrelated users has strong parallels to the requirement of unanimity for a jury—also traditionally of twelve—to arrive at a verdict. in this essay i will

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grabs your hand. you've had enough plot and exposition and character development lately im taking you to the beach episode

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hell yesssss thank youuuuu for the reminder micheal my man gonna splurge with this one boys I totally forgot about my cent #mycent

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why put cookie dough in the oven when you can put it in your mouth

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random anecdote for father's day: one time during a long car ride my dad asked me, "you're familiar with Murphy's Law, right?" and i was like "isn't that the one about how anything that can go wrong will go wrong?" and he said "yeah, exactly" and i said "why do you ask?" and he went "well, have you heard of Cole's Law?" and i said "no, actually, what's that?" and he said "it's mostly lettuce and carrots with a little dressing mixed in"