this moment about sam remembering jack’s birthday?
dean blanks completely and sam remembers exactly.
sam remembers for the same reason dean forgot: it was one of the worst days of their lives.
their mom is gone. their best friend was murdered. and they had what they thought was a scary powerful creature on the loose.
and what i think is amazing is that even though it was the worst day, it was the start of a significant and beautiful change in their lives.
For the love of god, please keep this destiel-shipping, Sam-and-Jared-hating piece of shit and her horrid posts off my dash. I already blocked her in 50 different ways. What else do I have to do here? CASGIRLSAM IS AN ASSHOLE WHO SPENDS MOST OF HER TWITTER TIME ATTACKING PEOPLE AND TALKING SHIT ABOUT JARED WITH HER DISGUSTING BEST FRIEND CAROL HANSSON. Now maybe she can block me and I’ll be rid of her for good.
lol wut
jack’s birthday
this moment about sam remembering jack’s birthday?
dean blanks completely and sam remembers exactly.
sam remembers for the same reason dean forgot: it was one of the worst days of their lives.
their mom is gone. their best friend was murdered. and they had what they thought was a scary powerful creature on the loose.
and what i think is amazing is that even though it was the worst day, it was the start of a significant and beautiful change in their lives.
It’s worth noting that Kenneth spent the entire episode making the game (and the subsequent fight) as inclusive as possible for JJ and his disabled friends (all of whom were played by disabled actors/actresses).
concept: dean winchester pointing at cas while emphatically saying “And That’s My Husband” in a perfect imitation of john mulaney’s “And That’s My Wife”
Dean finds Cas exactly where he thought he’d be; sitting in his room, kneeling at his bedside, with a bowl and syringe on the mattress in front of him. His hands are shaking, and he curses at himself, hastily wiping at his eyes as he picks up the huge needle and puts it down again. Dean enters the room and sits down beside him, back up against the bed.
“You know it’s not gonna work.”
Cas grits his teeth. “I can’t just sit here and—”
“So you’ll what,” Dean sighs, eyes slipping shut in his exhaustion. “Maybe buy him a few minutes of peace and then be human forever?”
“Yes.”
“Fine.”
“Dean, I have to do some—what?”
Green eyes flick open, meeting blue in a defeated stare. “Fine,” Dean repeats. “Do I wish you’d keep your grace for the next time you decide to do something stupid? No question. But if you wanna sacrifice it all to save the kid… I can’t tell you no. You do what you gotta do, Cas.”