lipglosskaz:

irgendwoanders:

I wanted to believe so badly that there was a way out of this. I mean, I’m staring down the barrel at this thing. You know, hell. For real, forever. And I’m just… I’m scared, Sam. I’m really scared. I guess I was willing to believe anything. You know, last act of a desperate man.

#spn#wonderful#i see the first part alone a lot#but it’s so good in its context#because this is their real relationship#not emotional declarations on beds#brothers being brothers#that’s where it really lives#they’re not them if they’re not mildly pointlessly bickering#‘a poem’#honestly samwise (via)

dustandhalos:

Imagine a Sastiel AU where Sam is a quiet florist who keeps to himself and one day Cas rolls into town on his motorcycle to ask for directions. At first, Sam’s intimidated by Cas’s wing-patched leather jacket and pierced ears and combat boots that look like they’ve seen the entire Midwest, until he finds out that Cas is a actually a huge softie and spent a long while hiding in the back of the store trying to summon up the courage to tell Sam that he thinks daisies would look good in his hair.