by the way, you’re the one who slashed my throat wide open but we’re all works in progress, so.
That awkward moment when a guy gets into the elevator and he’s covered in blood.
The Winchesters’ patented willingly-going-to-Hell-to-suffer-eternal-torment-to-save-my-son/brother/the-world smile
“we have talked about getting married.”
#God but he thinks these things about himself #in the darkest corners of his mind these are all his words #these are all his fears and accusations #he thinks he killed his mother#he thinks that if he doesn’t solve this case his dad’s going to drown in liquor #and then Stiles will lose him too #he thinks all of those things and he’s still walking around buying presents and trying to patch up Scott’s relationship #I just #I don’t even #how am I supposed to function when Stiles is this sad?