antiquers:

So, I’m dead. This is heaven.

castials:

Happy birthday Lena!

apfelgranate:

Sam stands on his tiptoes until you lift him up, his arms tight around your shoulders.

winchestersprotector:

You shouldn’t have had to say that to me, I should have been saying that to you.

brothersintheimpala:

Do you think that maybe

just maybe

Sam watched the sparks from those fireworks Dean set off fly into the air

and then he looked at the stars

and he couldn’t tell the difference?

and now whenever he sees the night sky he looks at the stars and remembers

that Dean put them there

novakian:

You are my little angel.

aausten