when it was good, it was very, very good.
but when it was bad…
“Ah, sorry, um, technical difficulties, folks. Bear with us a bit.”
“I can do those things. Because I’m not a hero.”
“consummate guest star that I am-“
what about you? there’s just one of you riding around in that corpse, right? must be horribly lonely.
I Didn’t Say Yes to This
A quick sketchy thing (blown up from my sketchbook and attacked in photoshop) - Rewatching Supernatural and only in season 2. I miss Cas. And I had an attack of the Jimmy Novak feelings.
how very prettily you bleed.
how fortunate they already had swimming pools built. all we had to do was fill them.
our tailor trimmed them down for us. we think he did a fine job. they fit much better now.
it’s the simple pleasures in life, you know?
we don’t understand. we just got this meatsuit.
we just cannot keep a straight face! no, darlings, we still have all of the angel’s parts in here, but whatever made them a whole is long gone. it’s just us now, sweet-meats.