novaksass:

astronomer!dean finding a new cluster of stars and becoming fascinated with a certain blue one that outshines the others

astronomer!dean becoming freaked out when the star suddenly disappears one night, and frantically trying to search for it with his telescope until he hears a knock at the door

astronomer!dean opening his door to find a man with wild hair as black as the night and eyes bright with the same color as the star

howboutnovak:

_{When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night 
– William Shakespeare}

wadewhilson:

Where do you go, when nowhere feels like home?
Who do you turn to, when you’re all alone?

mockngjaye:

Ad Astra, Per Aspera:

Stars died for you, Dean Winchester.

casfallen:

There is a star and a child.
There is also an angel and his hunter.
It is all a very complicated story. ★ 

huntingforfaith:

Castiel Graphics Challenge | Round 1 | huntingforfaith vs. snowyloki

↳ prompt - blue

dameabaddon:

Graphics inspired by urls ♔ supernovastiel

astrasperas:

I exist the way you want me to exist. I can exist as a bed time story you’ll tell the daughter you would love to have. I can exist as a representation of all your hopes and wishes, as I shoot across your night sky. I can exist as unending equations of physics and astronomical terminologies. I can exist as your ally in battle. I can exist as your closest friend. Tell me how you want me to exist. (“That’s too hard of a request, Cas, jesus.”) For out of all the reasons to exist in this universe, (“I dunno, man,”) I exist inexplicably for you. (“Just you. I want you to be you.”)

a wave of celestial intent
you were the first face this face saw

astrasperas:

I exist the way you want me to exist. I can exist as a bed time story you’ll tell the daughter you would love to have. I can exist as a representation of all your hopes and wishes, as I shoot across your night sky. I can exist as unending equations of physics and astronomical terminologies. I can exist as your ally in battle. I can exist as your closest friend. Tell me how you want me to exist. (“That’s too hard of a request, Cas, jesus.”) For out of all the reasons to exist in this universe, (“I dunno, man,”) I exist inexplicably for you. (“Just you. I want you to be you.”)

sonicscrewdriving:

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. 
― E.E. Cummings

Inspired by the beautiful work of nhixxie, Ad Astra

—There’s a lot more in me now
—Than a lost heaven’s purpose
—And the universe’s star dust.

thickney:

spn-meme: 4 ships (¼)

for you are made of nebulas and novas and night sky
you’re made of memories you bury or live by (x)

wolf-teeth:

North America Nebula with FSQ-106ED and Reducer QE 0.73x August 2010 Light Version (by hirocun)