Jack: *flapping his sleeves idly*
Dean: What’re you doing?
Jack: *softly* Bein’ cute
Jack: *flapping his sleeves idly*
Dean: What’re you doing?
Jack: *softly* Bein’ cute
Dean: “Go hang a salami” backwards is “I’m a lasagna hog” and that pleases me.
Sam: How did either of those sentences occur naturally for you to discover this?
Cas: May I sit there?
Dean: That’s my lap.
Cas: That doesn’t answer my question, Dean.
Dean: I met a dumbass today, and it was AWFUL.
Gabriel: You looked in the mirror?
Dean:
Dean: Someday you will have to answer for your actions and God may not be so merciful.
Henriksen: Don’t touch anything.
Dean: Yes, sir.
Henriksen: Don’t call me sir.
Dean: Yes, ma’am.
Dean: Man, I’m still tired from all that crossfit this morning.
Sam: It’s pronounced ‘croissant’ and you ate four of them.
Jack: You call it a near death experience…
Claire: We call it a vibe check from God.
Cas: *eye twitches*
Charlie: Power outages are homophobic.
Dean: Elaborate.
Charlie: I’m gay and they are inconveniencing me.
Dean: Hey, you wanna hear a joke?
Cas: Sure why not.
Dean: Pussy.
Cas:
Cas: I don’t get it.
Dean, wheezing: I KNOW.
Cas:
Cas: Dean, we are mARRIED.
Eileen: You’re so annoying! I can’t believe I married you!
Sam: I’m annoying? You’re the one who cheated!
Eileen: You cheated first!
Dean: I think we’re done with the Uno for the night.
Claire: alkdfljsdhjghgls
Cas: What is that?
Claire: It’s a keyboard smash.
Cas: How do I do it?
Claire: Just press anything.
Cas: 7
Charlie: Just try some light flirting. You know, be subtle.
Dean: Ok, I can do that.
Dean: Hey Cas, high five!
Cas: *high fives Dean*
Dean: *interlaces their fingers*
Dean: Marry me.
Castiel: *forcefully and repeatedly pushing a door that clearly says pull*
Gabriel: Push harder.
Cas, putting honey in his tea: Hell yeah, get in that leaf juice. You sexy, sexy bee sauce.
Dean: … Do you take constructive criticism?
Cas: I absolutely fucking do not.
Dean: You’re really campaigning for asshole of the year, aren’t you?
Crowley: As a defending champion, are you nervous?
Crowley: I can’t do that, it goes against my moral compass.
Dean: Your moral compass is a fucking roulette wheel so excuse me if I don’t take you seriously.
Eileen: So, how’s fatherhood treating you?
Cas: Good. I didn’t expect this much crying, though.
Eileen: Don’t worry, it’s normal for babies.
Cas: What? The baby’s fine. I was talking about Dean.
Dean, sobbing from the nursery: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!