astralgabriel:

imagine how scared gabriel must’ve been when sam was removing the stitches – last time he felt cold metal pressed against his lips, it was a needle sewing his mouth shut, it was his voice and his autonomy and identity being stolen away

and yet, still, he looked at sam like he trusted him with the world, and he let sam cut them

i’m so weak rn

(i’m going to write a coda fic on this later i Have To)