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gaytedlasso · 2 years
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We built a little house and filled it with our little dreams
But shining brighter are the moments that were in between
If I'm honest, it felt like love
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And in the morning, you adored me 'til the sun went down
And then I knew you were the one I couldn't live without
If I'm honest, it felt like love
Don’t You Worry by Oh Wonder
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Day One of My 2k Celebration
light - home - what if it was easy - it will be easy
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gentlemancowboy · 1 year
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We were never lovers, and we never will be, now. I do not regret that, however. I regret the conversations we never had, the time we did not spend together. I regret that I never told him that he made me happy, when I was in his company. The world was the better for his being in it. These things alone do I now regret: things left unsaid. And he is gone, and I am old.
—The Wake, Neil Gaiman
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xofemeraldstars · 2 years
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#winchgifs5k — day three: 12x02 vs 12x14 parallel / earth tones
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shyshitter · 2 years
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gay people🫡💪😤🙏🥰🏳️‍🌈🌈🥹🙌🌮😩😌❤️
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ghostsgerard · 2 years
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Claire Novak
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sacredprayerdean · 2 years
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these hands had to let it go free and, this love came back to me
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pinknatural · 2 years
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angel of the farmers’ market 💞💐
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foolsgender · 2 years
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whiskey lullaby | 3.4k | mature | an alcoholic dean study
for bec and miranda's dean event! excerpt under the cut
Dean is thirteen when he finishes a fifth with his father. They’re sitting in the front seat, blood from the last hunt still caked beneath their fingernails, and he’s drinking out of a chipped motel mug they stole a few towns back. It tastes like he’s licking hand sanitizer off the underside of a boot, but it calms the tremors in his hands, and stops his heart from hammering behind his ribs, so it’s worth it. 
His father does most of the work on the bottle, but Dean still comes out of it with a heavy buzz at the base of his skull. He falls asleep with his cheek pressed to the black vinyl seat, and wakes up in bed back at the motel, knowing his father was the one who carried him there. His mouth is so dry that he can barely pry his lips open to drink water. 
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gaytedlasso · 2 years
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baptized in blood,
it drips from my nose
with no absolution.
what if it was easy?
Dean Winchester - patron saint of the weary
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for my beloved Sana @sobernatural celebrating 2k
prompt: young Dean
inprnt / redbubble
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gentlemancowboy · 2 years
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4.10 Heaven and Hell // 13.01 Lost and Found
For @winchestergifs’ 5k Celebration ⤷ tearjerkers + sea & sky tones
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xofemeraldstars · 2 years
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FOR  @angelcaswinchester ‘s 6K FOLLOWER CELEBRATION — day two: late-night phone calls
+ evil bonus:
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shyshitter · 2 years
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LITERALLY MAKE WAY FOR THE BIRTHDAY BOY AND HIS KID
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ghostsgerard · 2 years
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I guess I found a family and I became a father. And in that, I rediscovered my faith. I rediscovered who I am.
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pinknatural · 2 years
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bottles n such
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