I Feel You, I Usually Dont EVER Know Any Songtitles Let Alone Artists So This Happens To Me ALL THE TIME!

I feel you, I usually don’t EVER know any songtitles let alone artists so this happens to me ALL THE TIME!

(Which is why this is even funnier to me that I actually know this band)

I just discovered a band I'd never heard of by finding two of their albums in a mysterious plastic bag in an abandoned school building. Finally, I'm at the start of a fantasy novel

Gonna go cry now.. this is way too soft and beautiful for me to handle! Now I’m overwhelmed😭

Cas gets upset but before he can escape the bunker, Dean finds him and sets it right. Especially for Sana @jactingjoices’ event and the prompt: “I told you so.” Thank you for being such a lovely and talented presence, I’m so happy to know you! <3 Read below or on ao3 (2k)

Castiel stands at the bottom of the bunker stairs and takes a deep breath. And then he takes another. He closes his eyes and tries to think of something else, anything else, but he can’t. Tears are prickling at his eyes and the overwhelming stupidity he feels because of this is only making them multiple. It’s ridiculous to feel so upset over such a small, insignificant thing, but he can’t seem to help it. He sniffs loudly, looking upwards and wondering if he should make a swift exit before anyone sees him. Before he has time to move, he hears footsteps padding softly down the hallway. Too late to make his escape.

He swats hurriedly at his eyes as Dean turns the corner, dressed in his usual sleep attire and dressing gown, his hair sticking out at comical angles from his tired face. The sight of him cheers Cas up instantly, despite the tears still threatening to unleash themselves.

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I’m so disgustingly in love that I can’t talk about it to anyone irl, so y’all will just have to put up with me simping on here cause if I don’t talk about them every 5 minutes, I’ll simply explode

luna adriana / jane austen / leo tolstoy / haruki murakami / dejan stojanovic / haruki murakami

Oh my god, this really is what it must be like to read the morning newspaper, isn’t it?

can’t wait to log into this hellsite tomorrow and read the summary of everything that happened/was said at denvercon today like its the morning newspaper

Do it like me and find a way to write the essay about spn🥳

but why would i write an essay when there’s castiel supernatural to talk and think about?

This actually helps😊