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.
ok but sam lost his brother and thought he was dead and that he’d failed dean only for dean to come back after months of desperate, crazy searching as a demon coming after him with a fucking pickaxe
basically what im saying is that if sam’s emotional (and incredibly traumatic) perspective isn’t covered, im going to set literally everything on fire
it’s that time again for a giveaway to honour hitting 3k.
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what an incredible ride this has been so far, and i cannot even being to express the gratitude i have for the people who make this place worth coming to. honestly, i am blessed to be surrounded by so many wonderfully talented individuals who do nothing but brighten my day. tumblr is a rough society, but our friends are our power, and we can overcome anything with their love.
in times of doubt or trouble, pain and suffering, just remember; you have my bow.
❝if we should die tonight, we should all die together.
’—If you have something to add, now would be the time, Sam. I… seem to be having difficulty.’
What he means, but what he’ll never admit to aloud is that he’s tired. His wings feel heavy and there’s a fever in his Grace he won’t be able to ignore much longer.
❝ difficulty? with what? ❞
sam’s brow furrows as he examines cas closer. what does he mean, difficulty? well, actually, it probably doesn’t matter much. anykind of “difficulty” is going to seriously impair them. they’ve already got dean dealing with the mark, and metatron gaining power. if there’s a list of things team free will needs right now, difficulty is definitely not one of them.
“Because I’ve been following you around my entire life! I mean, I’ve been looking up to you since I was four, Dean. Studying you, trying to be just like my big brother. So yeah, I know you. Better than anyone else in the entire world.”
I’m sorry, I am, but life doesn’t turn out the way you thought it would when you were fourteen years old. We were never gonna be normal. We were never gonna get away. Grow up.
And then she’s holding his hand and twirling around him, laughing and smiling as they finally break out into the sunshine.
”It’s beaaaautiful out!”
sam is laughing, really laughing, as autumn spins and twirls around him, her hair dancing around her like a halo of flames, catching the light of the sun.
and she’s right —- it’s a perfect day to be outside. the sun is bright and inviting, and he can feel its warmth prickling on the tops of his arms, seeping through his clothes.
❝ come on, princess, are we gonna go on a hike or are you just gonna stand here in the sun all day? ❞
okay, wow, major apologies for my hiatus. my muse just kind of dropped out there for a while. anyway, sam has been bugging me to get back to rping, so i’m officially bursting out of the snow and reawakening this blog. anyway, just to start fresh, i’m going to ask that if we had a previous thread going you’d like to continue with me, please like this post! otherwise, i’m going to assume they’re pretty much dead and drop them.
okay, wow, major apologies for my hiatus. my muse just kind of dropped out there for a while. anyway, sam has been bugging me to get back to rping, so i’m officially bursting out of the snow and reawakening this blog. anyway, just to start fresh, i’m going to ask that if we had a previous thread going you’d like to continue with me, please like this post! otherwise, i’m going to assume they’re pretty much dead and drop them.
