Cold blue eyes. Murderer blue eyes. Inhuman blue eyes.
“I’m your new God…”
A soft and yet so sick voice.
“A better one…”
A deliberately smug expression, like suddenly the world’s happiness and safety is resting in his fist.
Well, well, it’s been thrown it at him and he caught it, didn’t he?
"...So you will bow down and profess your love unto me,
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I rewatch 6.22 today (and 3.08 cause I couldn't help it) and this is exactly what I wanted to happened. Very proud you liked it!
Merry Christmas bb, tons of love ♥♥♥
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Thanks for your comment hon!
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Here a littel something for you:
big kiss and ENORMOUS hug!
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This honestly makes me want to go write something. Music and good videos tend to have that effect on me........
Who sings the song you include?
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It's a Caleb Brad Kane's song. A wonderful one for Sam and Dean ^^
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I love how Dean carried little Sam. I've always kind of had a thing for tiny Sammy and Dean liking to pick him up. You could probably guess that from reading my stories.
Love how Dean calls Sam "little brother" even though Sam is bigger than him.
Very nicely written.
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Love <3
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especially because I current have NO social life. Seriously. I'm home schooled and just moved states, so I know no one. The internet is currently my life until I can get into a sport or something.
I was a gymnast for 8 years, but I got hurt a couple years ago (dislocated ribs are a bitch, and so are concussions) and it never really healed (my ribs at least). So now I can't be a gymnast any more. (pouts)
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