Now I may not be Dean-coded however
"aziraphale has a master plan" do i need to remind you that his plan for season 1 was bad magic tricks, a board with some string, a centuries old prophecy book, and then—AFTER finding him—he just decided actually i will just talk to god and that will fix everything. oh crowley you are being hunted for sport by hell? too bad. goodbye. god will fix all of this.
finding the location of the antichrist by analysing a book is not a plan. he is smart, there is no denying that, but his faith in heaven has ALWAYS stopped him from actually making any plans because he thinks the right people will fix everything. that's the entire damn point.
The Angel and the Demon among us - part 12
I have one word: SMUG :v
Final chapter
Part 11
annabeth “insult a god” chase
grover “gaslight a god” underwood
percy “fight a god and demolish him” jackson
the Winchesters' behavior makes so much more sense when you realize they're concussed and sleep deprived for like 90% of the show
men will say shit like "what broke the connection?" after they got on their knees in front of another man, let him hit & bloody their face while telling him how much they need him between the punches. wild.
I love that Aziraphale read all those romance novels, had one look at himself, and decided he’s going to be the heroine.
Falls in love with the bad boy with a soft heart for him? Check.
Passenger princess? Check.
Always rescued by the handsome bad boy? Check.
Gets the bad boy to participate in a dumbass idea by giving him a pleeeeeeeease look? Check.
Bad boy builds up his confidence? Check.
Bad boy risks himself to save him and he can save him in return? Check.
Good for you, babe.
I'm still so heartbroken that it happened in their HOME. Whatever defects the bunker might have, it was home to them for years. It was the first time Dean had a stable living situation, a bedroom of his own, a place to collect and display things he liked, a place to truly relax and unwind since he was FOUR YEARS OLD. And he loved it and he felt safe there and he took care of it. And then God invaded it, and Death literally chased him through the halls, and he lost Cas there, and he sat there at the end of the world, alone on a cold concrete floor in an empty place that was no longer home and no longer safe, and sobbed into his hands.