a deal with the devil
because hell is cold

based on Emily's gorgeous poem here

(Source: notahammer)

daggomusprime:

Ever since I read Stitches (by Askance), I’ve been really taken with the idea of Cas having fragile little wings, like a sparrow’s. I like imagining that his actual, enormous angelic wings (which I like to think don’t look like actual wings at all) manifest as these frail, seemingly useless little bird wings. They’re misleading, much like Jimmy Novak’s small, slender form.

daggomusprime:

Ever since I read Stitches (by Askance), I’ve been really taken with the idea of Cas having fragile little wings, like a sparrow’s. I like imagining that his actual, enormous angelic wings (which I like to think don’t look like actual wings at all) manifest as these frail, seemingly useless little bird wings. They’re misleading, much like Jimmy Novak’s small, slender form.

mkhunterz:

Jody Mills doesn’t need the Winchesters to save her.

Jody Mills saves herself.

antiquers:

but, you have blood on your hands
and I know it’s mine.
I just need more time.

defilerwyrm:

d’you ever just think about Dean in his 20’s running around behind his family’s backs to secretly bang dudes 'cause I sure do

sanguis-potestas-est:

Dean’s wardrobe (leather jacket)

rockchester:

I know I’ve said this before but my queer!Jimmy headcanons are so important to me. Like he was an average middle class dude with a suburban family in the Midwest. He sold AM radio ad time. He went to church. He lived in a cookiecutter house in a forgettable subdivision. And Jimmy was on his knees, praying for divine possession. Why? Happily married DILFs don’t pray for that shit. And he wasn’t a religious zealot, because the minute he started talking to angels via household appliances and boiling his limbs, Amelia made him go to a psychiatrist and took Claire to her mother’s house. Why does a totally unremarkable man ask God to take him over and give him salvation? Maybe because he’s been repressing homosexual urges his entire life and can’t keep up the charade any longer.

 “But he who dares not grasp the thorn 
Should never crave the rose.” 
              ― Anne Brontë

(Source: haelstorm)

robotmango:

everybody who comes at dean is like “you’re so desperate you want people to love you you don’t want to be alone” like

how are those even insults

"i know your secret shame, dean: you’re a living human with feelings ha ha you don’t want to live alone in a swamp like shrek you want to have friends wow who does that you’re pathetic i bet you want to hold hands and make somebody dinner"