ozthemagician

tandembicycleschyeah:

severingsnapes:

sammys-luscious-locks:

inhalers:

being addicted to american tv shows is so annoying because you guys have so many stupid fucking holidays for everything that every other week im disappointed when I go to see if the next ep is up yet and its like nOPE it’s fucking ‘armadillo day’ or something in the states ffs

That’s funny cause in Texas armadillo day is a real thing

arE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS

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infiniteescape-hihello:

demon-deans-meatstick:

huntercest:

though-hell-should-bar-the-way:

hey-assbutt-its-a-parade:

cheswinster:

#please let this be the last two words of supernatural

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

we know exactly what that just said 

WHY THE FUCK 

REBLOGGING THIS BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO GROSSLY SOB WITH ME.