I don’t know anymore…
1) Sebastian Stan + Misha Collins
2) Chris Evans + Jensen Ackles
Shit. The thing with DeanCas.
Is that it makes you want to explain love a billion different ways.
They make you want to talk about love in the form of simple kisses underneath foliage of trees but also in sprawling metaphors of the universe’s energy and celestial bodies.
They make you want to define love through the the written word, the spoken word, the sung word, the drawn word. And you write a hundred thousand sentences, and you sing their ‘i need you’s, and you immortalize their faces on paper, and you speak in the tongue of the greatest love story that has ever been told.
They make you want to find love in a monstrous world; or in classroom halls, or in warm coffee shops, or in a little house with a garden, or by the ocean or maybe sea.
And the greatest thing, really, is this:
They make you want love to happen. Not even to yourself. But to somebody else.
I don’t know about you.
I love you
I was unable to resist the excitement. I’m weak. WEAK I TELL YOU when it comes to these two.
"and why would an angel rescue me from hell?"
IF IT BREAKS MY HEART, THEN I’LL SHIP IT
There once was an angel who held a man’s hand in hell and said ‘Come.’
Only to hold that same hand in purgatory and say, ‘Go.’
and his brother will roll his eyes and whisper ‘gay’
“You find a cause and you serve it. Give yourself over, and it orders your life”
he looks at Dean
kill me now
ᴅᴇsᴛɪᴇʟ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ
ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ : ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ
this is cas’s face when he hears dean’s voice
let me repeat that
THIS IS CAS’S FACE WHEN HE HEARS DEAN’S VOICE
With a sense of humour.
Of course they know.