a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he's still left with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he's still left with his hands.
independent sam winchester written by hannah
yeahokayjerk: "[whispers into the night hi you are a wonderful sam, here are your kudos for being awesome. //throws confetti and rolls out ]"
lies.
for reals though, idk what sam you’re lookin’ at. okay i’m going to go die a happy death in confetti now because you made my day
“I’m sorry, Sam — It just takes too much effort for me to fly anymore. I wish I could help but there’s nothing I can do.”
[ castiel had just been spending his time sitting around doing nothing due to his cut off from heaven. ]
❝ cas, come on man, we could really use your help. there has to be something you can do… ❞
[ they’ve dealt with pretty bad before, but come on, this is the fucking apocalypse they’re talking about. it kind of seems like a l o t to put on two boys’ shoulders, even if they are the winchesters. ]
How long has it been since I’ve made a follow forever? Probably not that long. There’s not real excuse for me to make it….well it’s been a year of having this blog, so close to 600 followers, and it’s almost my birthday. But in all honesty, I just wanted to praise you all for being here. Even if you don’t follow me, or if you’re not on this list. Just know that I appreciate it. A lot, like you have no idea how many times I wanted to give up on this blog and delete every single one of my muses. But here I am, through the thick of whatever it was.
Note*** I’m basically allowed to touch your face….which I’m probably gonna do regardless.
Note***I know most of you have other accounts, can we just consider that I’ll follow you on there too??? Okay. Ok.
Even though I may or may not have talked to you IC or OOC. You guys are wonderful. I may stalk you from afar and ADORE E V E R Y T H I N G you post. You guys are great, never change.
Bold=silently adoring you from the shadows. Italics: I N S P I R A T I O N S
she nodded, arms folded almost awkwardly across her chest. she hated it when he looked at her like that, almost a silent confirmation that she’d done wrong. sighing, she looked up at him, arms falling to her sides. “I will. I jus’…I thought the safety was on..”
it’s strange, seeing ruby so…. vulnerable. sam doesn’t like it. it’s at odds with her character, and it makes him feel all kinds of uneasy. he sighs, letting his hands rest on his hips and is silent for a moment, watching a point over ruby’s head.
❝ i’m gonna… head back, i guess. ❞ [ a short but pregnant pause ] ❝ dean’s not… he should be… out, for a while… ❞