Sam, Confronting Lucifer: This is fine
Sam, facing his own death: This is fine
Sam, looking at a clown mask: This is it. This is the end. There is literally nothing worse than this. Kill me pls.
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Romance: Falling in Love
Subtle Signs of Love
Getting to Know Your Neighbor
Love at First Sight and the Stages of Love
Using Timelines to Pace Romantic Relationships
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I love this gif because Cas learns all his mannerisms off Dean.
‘He want’s to lean against the wall and sulk well fine, I can do that too.’
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10x21
*aggressively tries to cheer ppl up with more dick jokes*
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i wanna scream i love folie a deux from the top of my lungs
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I realized why the idea of constellations has always swayed me. constellations are so very human.
our wonder of the stars is bone-sunk; we’ve been thinking and dreaming and watching and watching and watching since the beginning of time, and we looked for so long that we started making connections.
we played a celestial game of connect-the-dots; trying to find order in something so vast and trying to show that the stars are in everything and everything is in the stars.
we plucked pictures out of the infinite; there’s a dog, there’s a bear, there’s a lion, see? look, right there; the stars hold and mirror back everything we see.
but then it went a step further. instead of everyday things, we stopped picking out the cups and the bears, and instead we saw stories.
look, Andromeda, chained to a rock and waiting to be devoured by Cetus. there’s Orion, and Hercules, and do you see Orpheus’ lyre? Zeus sent an eagle to retrieve it after Orpheus’ death and he placed it in the sky.
we did the most human thing imaginable: we wrote our stories into the stars. we filled the night sky; previously so vast, so unknowable; with our history. we forged connections to the stars and made it so our children will always know where they come from.
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