Let’s bone this nun.
#purgatory feels #the bodies in the water aren’t real #they are never real #Dean’s learned that the first time he rushed into a dark lake trying to rescue a small child floating face down #the moment you touch them #they exhale a stinking powdery smoke #like spores or something #and they fall apart in his hands #Like they’re nothing more than rotten capsules of an unknown plant #Dean had thrown up as the small child had disintegrated in his hands #mouth opening to spew out spores smelling like rotten eggs and death #he still gags when he thinks of it #and how the water was more oily than anything #how his feet still hasn’t dried and they’re starting to smell and he really needs to fix that before they start rotting #He forces down the thick bile back down his throat and carries on
..I’m tired, Sam. I’m tired of this job, this life. This weight on my shoulders, man, I’m tired of it.
Sam is offended Dean thinks he’s a vampire.
I fixed my folders
Let’s just bring this back.
#When Kripke ships it #it is canon
