Cas: “Do you think it’s wise to be drinking on the job?”
Dean: “Man what show have you been watching?”
THERE GOES THE 4TH WALL
Cas: “Do you think it’s wise to be drinking on the job?”
Dean: “Man what show have you been watching?”
THERE GOES THE 4TH WALL
Crowley *rips open shirt to reveal a tattoo of the Winchesters*: I’LL BLOODY DO IT! I’LL BE THE SACRIFICE. I WANT TO BE A WINCHESTER!
*Stabs self and Abbaddon* The gates of Hell have been closed
stuff you ask your mom:
- mom where’s my towel
- mom what do we eat for dinner
- mom what time is it
- mom where’s my phone
- mom when do you come back
- mom what day is it
stuff you ask your dad
- dad where is mom
(Source: tywinllannister)
#CAN WE JUST #THE SHOT OF CERSEI #AND THE SOUND OF HEARING PEOPLE CHANT MARGAERY’S NAME #QUEEN YOU SHALL BE #UNTIL THERE COMES ANOTHER #YOUNGER AND MORE BEAUTIFUL #TO CAST YOU DOWN AND TAKE ALL THAT YOU HOLD DEAR
(Source: gameofthronesfannnn)
(Source: stark-queen)
(Source: milakunis)
though-hell-should-bar-the-way:
how about i stab you in the chest
There’s too much blood and they both know it. This is it. No more redos, no more reset buttons. Dean looks over at where Sam’s sprawled on the ground three feet away. He can barely breathe, ribs skewering his insides, and all he can taste is blood and bile. But he can still see Sammy. Even if Sam can’t see him.
His baby brother’s hazel eyes are slowing but surely glazing over.
Dean feels it coming, the dark, it’s eating away at the corners of his eyes and his mind. He searches for something to say, anything, everything in this last moment, but all he manages to cough out is one, final, single word.
“Bitch.”
Sam laughs and it’s wet, hacking, his last breath.
“Jerk,” he replies and they both know, sure as anything, that what they’re really saying is “I love you” and “See you soon.”
EJ Su S CH RIS T HW Y
(Source: ramrambolton)
But WHAT DO WE DO WITH THE BODIES?
All those time you think you tripped over thin air…
omg
FANDOMS FIND OUT THE SECRET TO LIFE…again
iminshock-look-ivegotablanket:
Sometimes I feel like tumblr doesn’t even care about sports.
99.9% of tumblr:
wait, is that john green?