season 3 of good omens announcement just dropped, my skin is clear, my crops are watered, Christmas magic is real, whoever sold their soul for this one, thank you for your service
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COMMUNITY
1.12: Comparative Religion
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COMMUNITY
1.12: Comparative Religion
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DEAN WINCHESTER ✧ 8.13 EVERYBODY HATES HITLER
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ive been dying and fading but also having a nice and chill time and sometimes laughing
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"You make me happy too, you know?"
And by the look on Castiel's face when he turns his head to look at him maybe he didn't know, after all.
"You do make me happy, "he exclaims, and fuck his inability to find the words when he needs them most, "like, like," he stammers, make a broad gesture with his hands, there it is, that funny, fuzzy feeling, "riding in baby with the music playing loud and the windows rolled down," like he can only remember feeling, if vaguely, when he was a kid and his mom was still alive, like a summer day at Bobby's when he was ten, like the warm rush that floored his chest anytime he pictured the two of them and Sammy living freely at last, daydreaming of the beach, "like that feeling you get when you know you are home." His face is on fire, or at least that's what the deep blush he is sporting feels like at least.
He gives Cas a hopeful look, willing him to understand what he is trying to convey, because he is out of metaphors, because it's too big and too great for his words to do it any justice.
The eyes that stare back at him are full of a fond understanding, "Now I know." And it might not be one, but it still sounds like an I love you, one that doesn't taste like a goodbye, like the first one did, but instead, just like the kiss Castiel initiates right then, tastes of a hopeful tomorrow.
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also! an old and gentle one from a couple months ago! 💕🖐
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Suptober - Day 15 || Abstract [x]
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