late seasons dean winchester with his lines and wrinkles, worn out by grief and loss, with his loose thin skin, feeling constantly at the end of a fraying rope, with his exhausted rage. and he's so good. he's SO GOOD despite it all why do you care so much dean because someone has to. i love you i love you i love you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my god. like early seasons is like. oh my god that's my baby that's my little baby bird.
but late seasons.... it's just so... late summer evening... i have loved you this whole time. i will love you forever.
