This blog is mostly Supernatural, but I also like, and occasionally blog about Sherlock, Merlin, Game of Thrones, Homestuck, and some other stuff.
I really like Dave and Rose.
I like the thought of Rose being the only one who knows about Dave’s crush on John. I like Rose being pretty much the only thing that’s keeping Dave somewhat sane. I like the two of them supporting one another, always having each other’s backs. Yep, I really, really like Dave and Rose.
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the weight rests heavy on our shoulders, a Sam/Dean mix [ listen on 8tracks ] [ download ]
♦
angelo milli requiem
instrumental
richard buckner boys, the night will bury you
of all the things that you keep neartake hold now of the one you have ‘cause the time will come a little too soonboys, the night will bury you the trouble now is not the truth there’s things out there that’ll bend your bonesand boys, the night will bury you
death cab for cutie passenger seat
I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreenfrom the passenger seat as you are driving me homethen, looking upwards, I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites“do they collide?” I ask, and you smilewith my feet on the dash, the world doesn’t matter
iron & wine rabbit will run
judgment is just like a cup that we share I’ll jump over the wall and I’ll wait for you therewell past the weeds and our vision of things to comeand we’ve all found a reason for hiding the gun and we’ve helped out a few if we’ve hurt anyone and I still have a prayer, and so be it—I’ve done what I’ve donewe’ve all given half to the hand in our face we’ve all taken a stone from the holiest placeand I still have a prayer, and I’ve furthered the world in my wake
edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros brother
my brother is gone, away under the moonbrother, brother, away, gone so soon still singin’ his tunesome say I am to blamebrother, brother—some days I feel the same and feelin’ that shame, away under the moon
and away he gone day, and away he gone night and away he gone dark, and away he gone light oh, brother of mine, we’ll be singing somedayundead audio, we’ll be singing someday
sea oleena untitled
there’s a shadow on the ceilingwith a hunger for the highwaythe poison from the bee-stingthe mirrors on the ceilingthe thunder and the lightning the hibernating heart sings out another room, another day, another seasonanother feeling; another reason to call me a liar standing in the park beside the fire stepping over lines that I had drawn thereand I met the ghost in the mirror gave me quite a fright but I came nearertold me all his secrets in a whisper
beck orphans
as we cross ten leagues from a Rubicon with matchsticks for my bones if we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive we could learn to leave these burdens to burn cast out these creatures of woe who shattered themselvesfighting a fire with your bare hands if I wake up and see my maker coming with all of his crimson and his iron desirewe’ll drag the streets with the baggage of longingto be loved or destroyed
sarah fimm afraid
I’d like to hold you closemake you feel safe, not so afraid of yourself if we have to part, so it shall be I’d like to help you suffer less not be so locked up in your thoughts I’d like to know you more tell you you’re fine even though you’re notI’ll hide out in your spaceI’ll be keeping you safe when you’re cold and aloneI guess it’s just the way we love
mumford & sons golden slumbers/carry that weight (the beatles cover)
once, there was a way to get back homeonce, there was a way to get back home but boy, you’re gonna carry that weight carry that weight a long time boy, you’re gonna carry that weight carry that weight a long time
max richter sarajevo
instrumental](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m505pxYOJr1qd2dzfo1_500.jpg)
the weight rests heavy on our shoulders, a Sam/Dean mix
[ listen on 8tracks ] [ download ]
♦angelo milli requiem
instrumental
richard buckner boys, the night will bury you
of all the things that you keep near
take hold now of the one you have
‘cause the time will come a little too soon
boys, the night will bury you
the trouble now is not the truth
there’s things out there that’ll bend your bones
and boys, the night will bury youdeath cab for cutie passenger seat
I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in
the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home
then, looking upwards, I strain my eyes and try
to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
“do they collide?” I ask, and you smile
with my feet on the dash, the world doesn’t matteriron & wine rabbit will run
judgment is just like a cup that we share
I’ll jump over the wall and I’ll wait for you there
well past the weeds and our vision of things to come
and we’ve all found a reason for hiding the gun
and we’ve helped out a few if we’ve hurt anyone
and I still have a prayer, and so be it—I’ve done what I’ve done
we’ve all given half to the hand in our face
we’ve all taken a stone from the holiest place
and I still have a prayer, and I’ve furthered the world in my wakeedward sharpe & the magnetic zeros brother
my brother is gone, away under the moon
brother, brother, away, gone so soon
still singin’ his tune
some say I am to blame
brother, brother—some days I feel the same
and feelin’ that shame, away under the moonand away he gone day, and away he gone night
and away he gone dark, and away he gone light
oh, brother of mine, we’ll be singing someday
undead audio, we’ll be singing somedaysea oleena untitled
there’s a shadow on the ceiling
with a hunger for the highway
the poison from the bee-sting
the mirrors on the ceiling
the thunder and the lightning
the hibernating heart sings out
another room, another day, another season
another feeling; another reason to call me a liar
standing in the park beside the fire
stepping over lines that I had drawn there
and I met the ghost in the mirror
gave me quite a fright but I came nearer
told me all his secrets in a whisperbeck orphans
as we cross ten leagues from a Rubicon
with matchsticks for my bones
if we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive
we could learn to leave these burdens to burn
cast out these creatures of woe
who shattered themselves
fighting a fire with your bare hands
if I wake up and see my maker coming
with all of his crimson and his iron desire
we’ll drag the streets with the baggage of longing
to be loved or destroyedsarah fimm afraid
I’d like to hold you close
make you feel safe, not so afraid of yourself
if we have to part, so it shall be
I’d like to help you suffer less
not be so locked up in your thoughts
I’d like to know you more
tell you you’re fine even though you’re not
I’ll hide out in your space
I’ll be keeping you safe when you’re cold and alone
I guess it’s just the way we lovemumford & sons golden slumbers/carry that weight (the beatles cover)
once, there was a way to get back home
once, there was a way to get back home
but boy, you’re gonna carry that weight
carry that weight a long time
boy, you’re gonna carry that weight
carry that weight a long timemax richter sarajevo
instrumental
do you ever just stop and realize that Sam and Dean are actually brothers
like
underneath all the saving-the-world, weight-of-Hell, self-depreciation and everything
they put dead fish in people’s trunks, they prank each other, wrestle over wallets, buy each other jumbo slinkies and toy clowns, protein bars and engine oil and rags and shaving cream, pretend the other brother doesn’t [fall asleep to] or [sing along to] soft rock. They bicker and I told you soand jerk-bitch. They make a feast from crumbs for Christmas, amulets and spiked eggnog because that’s what family does.
And underneath that, still, they’re more than brothers. They are best friends.
They choose each other’s company over anyone else’s, choose to sit across a front seat, share a motel room. They throw darts and drink beers together instead of alone, or with a smokin’ lady, they’d ditch a date for a case together, buy each other food and eat it sitting on the hood of their car with absolutely nobody else in breathing distance.
Do you ever, just, think about that?
Think about it. Dean’s been throwing scissors for years, maybe even their entire lives, and Sam makes fun of him constantly. While we could potentially file it all away under the general category of Dean’s stubbornness, I have another thought:
If Sam knows Dean will throw paper, then Sam is essentially getting to pick his choice. Stay with Madison or no? Climb down the creepy airduct or no?
Dean throws scissors so Sam can win if he wants it bad enough or lose if he doesn’t mind. It’s Dean’s way of accessing what Sam wants (at least on the small scale) having chick flick moments that require actual verbal communication of feelings and whatnot.
‘Cause seriously, if Dean really cared you know he wouldn’t lose so much.
Dean: “So everybody gets a little slice of paradise.” - Dark Side Of The Moon (5x16)
#god their faces like #’oh we’re soulmates’ #’what a big surprise i think i was more shocked that time dean asked if i could drive the impala’ #TWO FUCKING BROTHERS ARE FUCKING SOULMATES #AND YOU TWO DON’T EVEN QUESTION IT FOR A SECOND #LIKE THAT MAKES PERFECT SENSE WHEN THE BROTHERS ARE THE TWO OF YOU #LUCIFER TAKE THE GODDAMN ACCELERATION BECAUSE I’M GOING DOWN INTO THE PIT WITH THIS DAMN SHIP
okay wow so i finally gave in and started watching teen wolf and it is actually the best. mmkay bye gonna go watch more.
I’M KIND OF SHAKING.
If I ever become famous I want to be like Amanda.
I always thought that this scene
and Sam calling his brother’s name with such relief was because Sam thought he’d finally been saved, that Dean was finally there and that made everything, somehow, all right.
But now, having thought about it, I’m not so sure.
Mere hours before this scene took place, Sam and Jake had a heart-to-heart, and Sam admitted that he didn’t know if Dean was alive. When Azazel later visited him in a dream, Sam’s first concern was to ask where Dean was; Azazel told him to “Quit worrying about Dean. I’d worry more about yourself.” During that same conversation, Sam says “You killed everyone I ever loved”, which I found odd considering Dean was still alive.
It finally clicked for me that it had been a day since Sam’s disappearance, and Dean hadn’t come for him. Azazel was obviously behind Sam and the other children being in Cold Oak, and he was also the one who had killed the rest of Sam’s family, and his girlfriend. Logic dictated that Dean was dead.
I don’t think Sam’s relief in that instant before he died was for himself. I think Sam’s last fully-formed emotion was complete and utter relief that his brother was alive.
Kevin Tran’s College Admission Essay
-Is it October yet?
Sam is not all alone! He has the Impala!
I already miss Supernatural ;_;
sam is not all alone he has the impala
