I bet all the other hunters of the world are just looking at the sky and going-
“fucking winchesters”
#spn#EVERY MAY #THEY ALL WAIT fOR THE FUCKING BLAST WAVE #WHAT WILL IT BE THIS YEAR #DEMON OUTBREAK #SUPER DEMON #FUCKING SATAN #FUCKING GOD #FUCKING LEVIATHANS #FUCKING SKY IS FUCKING FALLING (via)
(via chuckdamnit)
WAIT OMG LMAO
CAS WAVES TO THE BARTENDER WHILE SITTING WITH DEAN
THE BARTENDER THOUGHT CAS WAS TRYING TO PICK HIM UP EARLIER
THE BARTENDER WAVES BACK AND SMILES
BECAUSE HE THINKS CAS FOUND A GUY WHO LIKES NURSE ROLEPLAY AND LIGHT DOMINATION
AND WELL
HE’S NOT EXACTLY WRONG, IS HE?
(via xdominoe)
Usually I draw cute,fluffy things….and then I remember I am a masochist for feels and I draw things like this…
I’m….sorry?
* hide under poncho*
I literally just wrote this two seconds before seeing this post, so im putting it here
——
What happened? Where am I? What’s going on?
He pushes through the bushes, eyes focused on the space in front of him. His heartbeat racing. Heartbeat? bumbum bumbum bumbum He has never heard that rhythm before. He has never felt it before. His lungs sting with its forced use, diaphragm in overdrive, greedily taking in the air around him.
What’s wrong? What is this?
He coughs, unfamiliar with the feeling. He still pushes forward. He glances up a the sky through the trees. They are still falling. He is still running forward until he makes it into the field. Infinite bright lights fall through the clouds.
Why are they falling? What did I do?
A single tear rolls down his face.
“Cas?”
It is faint but he hears it. He looks in the direction it is coming from, and on the other side of the field he sees two small orbs of light dancing close to the ground. One of them stops and it seems to look directly at him.
“Cas? Cas!”
He can see them now. Two figures running towards him holding flashlights. They look the same height, but soon he realizes, that this is because the taller one is falling behind, while the shorter speeds towards him. Cas doesn’t realize that the name slips from his lips.
“Dean.”
“Cas, Castiel!” Dean finally approaches him, and Cas is so grateful to see him, that when Dean grabs his shoulders Cas falls to the ground, bringing Dean with him.
“Oh God, Cas, are you okay?”
Finally Cas breaks down. He coughs out sobs and the tears fall. In his mind he does not know what is going on. This water is falling from his eyes. He is just so confused. He pulls Dean close to him.
“What have I done Dean?”
Dean hold him close and looks up at Sam, who stands over them, looking up at the sky.
Dean strokes the fallen angel’s head, “I don’t know Cas.”Castiel continues to cry into Dean’s chest, but soon he is able to calm down. Dean holds onto him as he pulls them back up, “But everything is going to be okay. I promise.” Dean grabs the sides of Cas’ face and looks into is blue eyes. Cas looks back, and Dean notices his breathing slowing.
“It will be okay. We can fix this,” Dean says again, and soon Cas nods. “Let’s get you back to the Batcave kay? We can clean you up, put some food in your belly okay? You can take my bed for the night. We can worry about this tomorrow.”
Cas looks down for a moment.
“Okay Dean. Just…” he pauses. Around them, angels continue to rain down. Dean sees that Cas is about to break down again. He looks at Dean, with tears threatening to fall, “…don’t leave me.”
(via hurryupmerlin)
…wait
was this a Destiel vs. Megstiel joke or…
AHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
DON’T LOOK AT ME RIGHT NOW PLEASE I LOOK UGLY
I’m reblogging this again because I finally understood how this could be a Megstiel vs Destiel joke
Meg as Cas’s nurse
(collectively) oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(via xdominoe)
Jensen Ackles & Misha Collins, JIB4 2013 (x)
(Source: grimaniel, via mishasscollins)
For months now, I have been flocked by dozens of anons asking me why I ship Destiel. Some of these asks are rude and malicious, while others have been completely respectful, and only had good intentions. However, I felt it was finally time to fully address the question with the respect it deserves – because I’m tired of needing to defend my point.
For all intents and purposes, I’ll start out by saying that when I finally decided to take on watching Supernatural, I was dead-set against Destiel, in any shape or form. For the first three seasons I was perfectly content with thinking Dean was, and would only ever be, interested in women. I could not grasp then, how a relationship between Dean and Castiel could be so popular.
Then, in season four, we met Cas.
Of course I was still skeptical. One episode is, quite obviously, not enough to decide as to whether or not one truly ships something. However, I will admit that I was less against the idea of Destiel than I had been when I first started watching the show – due in part, to Castiel’s honesty.
Castiel is a character that intrigued me from the get-go because of how blunt, how painstakingly honest he was. When Dean asks why Castiel saved him from Hell, Castiel does the one thing that, to me, made my feelings about a friendship or relationship between the two shift.
Castiel, with a mere look at Dean, understood one of the key driving forces behind the hunter’s character. Castiel realizes, in a few simple and short seconds, that Dean’s self-worth is minimal at best. In these seconds Castiel manages to bring into the light one of Dean’s deep-rooted personality traits that he has never fully been willing to talk about out loud.
More telling than that though, is Dean’s reaction to Castiel’s simple observation. Where I expected him to deny Castiel’s words – he didn’t, but instead tightened his jaw and met Castiel’s gaze. I think, in all honesty, that Dean realized in this moment that there would be no point in lying to Castiel. And maybe, just maybe, he was relieved to finally be understood, and to have been called out on his issues by someone other than his family.
Well, I desperately wanted to remain against Destiel – but each episode where Cas (and let us not forget that this nickname comes from Dean, without any real on screen familiarity prior) and Dean interact, I found it harder and harder to ignore their growing relationship.
There’s plenty of meta, plenty of descriptions detailing many ‘Destiel’ moments throughout the seasons, so I don’t find it necessary to analyze everything now.
What I can do, however, is admit that I didn’t chose to ship Destiel. The show made me ship it.
I was so against it – so determined to hate the pairing, to believe that fans were just imagining things.
But they weren’t. They aren’t.
Castiel and Dean’s relationship was not intentional. It was not, in any way, planned. Cas was supposed to come and go – make his way out of Dean’s life with no more than a glance behind.
But that isn’t what happened. In Castiel, Dean found someone that he didn’t have to put up a front with. He found someone that he could trust, could confide in. Found someone that he could love without feeling as if that love was owed.
Dean and Cas – they’re similar in personalities, as far as the deep-rooted character traits go, that is. They both are harboring some self-loathing and self-doubt. They both need, at points, someone to help guide them down the right path.
Their relationship will never be perfect. They will fight, they will push each other away, and they will scream at each other until their throats are raw. But they’ll never stop trying.
In this way, Cas and Dean’s relationship is completely organic. It is raw, it is true – and it is immensely heartbreaking and bittersweet. In the end, Destiel is the story of two men that were not supposed to need each other or let each other in.
Now, though, they’d rather have each other, whether their relationship is cursed or not.
And if that loyalty, that unending devotion and trust – if that’s not love, then I don’t know what is.
(via destieliscanon)
My favorite OTP-simplified-with-animals posts. (x)
oh my gdo
absolutely lost it at johnlock
OHMYGOD
(via takesaway)
Like the Dead Sea
You told me I was like the Dead Sea
You’ll never sink when you are with me
Oh, Lord, like the Dead Sea
Whoa, I’m like the Dead Sea
The finest words you ever said to me
Honey can’t you see,
I was born to be, be your Dead Sea (x)
(Source: courfeyracd, via mishas-assbutts)
OH MY GOD, i thought she had red trousers on the dog somehow ripped her body in half.
For that comment.
this gif was a whole lot funnier with that comment.
(via sixtyfive-roses-in221b)
“I think dad wants us to pick up where he left off.”
fandom are you okay
ztags
the tags
(via wing-slapped-seraph)
demonhuntingdetectiveintraining:
wtf tag your porn please I have a SFW blog
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