Blaue Stunde an einer Bank in meiner Heimatstadt
sam still doesn’t know
this is the kind of shit that sam has been carrying around all these years
and dean doesn’t know
going to bed after watching a scary movie
a continuation of my yoglabs headcanons where Rythian escapes, runs into Lalnable, and then they both escape. For a little while, any way.
And face spam. Because fuck cowards who won’t come off anon to talk shit. And who actually think I care about their opinions. HA!
hi weird legs
(i need a shower)