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Please reblog if you like Crowley
This is an experiment to see how tumblr feels about Crowley
Otherwise, if you don’t like crowley, reblog this post
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the internet is so convenient
this is the greatest
praise you, internet
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(whispers) its a-ok to rely on fictional characters to get you through your life bc life is hard ok if it makes you happy stick w/ it and anybody who says otherwise can go fuck themselves (pets u gentlee)
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guys but no can you just picture it?
Ash, Ellen, Jo and now even Bobby at the Road House, sitting around the angel transmitter tensely sipping their beers, just waiting for word, confirmation that Sam and Dean have done it, that they’ve shut the gates on those sons of bitches, that their boys are OK, when all of a sudden it just.
Stops.
The angel chatter just dies mid-sentence.
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& long live the look on your face.
“Why did you name me that?”
But the people closest to him knew. Sam, his wife, old friends from their hunting days who’d similarly gathered and adopted a quiet life throughout the years. None of them wanted it, of course; no one ever did, but age takes its toll on everyone. They’d all privately agreed that trying to relive the past did nothing anymore.
Which is why moments like these were so difficult. Dean had nothing left of him. Not a picture or a letter or a souvenir of any kind. Nothing to say that he ever existed, other than the faded, crumbled memories left in his tired, old mind. He has nothing for his son but words, and none of them would make sense. Because both Dean and Sam had agreed to hold back details of their supernatural exploits from their children. The hunting days were over, and their children had no need of a life like that.
A picture would’ve helped. Dean could say, ‘see this man here? I named you after him.’ But there was only ever one picture, burned to ash not even two days after it was taken. The only proof there ever was of an angel who saved his life, and his brother’s, over and over again. An angel who - and Dean could admit this now, finally, after so many years - gave up everything for him, risked everything to be a part of his life and change it in a way no one ever had before.
He exhales slowly and gently looks to his son.
“I just thought it was a really great name, Cas.”
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9 characters played by Misha Collins in Supernatural.
(Source: kathariel, via dean-winchester-has-been-shaved)
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and it is the most important line ever spoken in the history of our series
if you don’t reblog this i am judging you
this is the very essence of our fandom
it is our originsso reblog now
(Source: exbloodjunkie, via superwhoavengebitpottmerlockian)
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choosing a halloween costume is serious business like
do i fandom
do i scary
do i disney princess
if you go as dean winchester you’ll be all three
(Source: seventimesinsevenyears, via angel-0f-the-assbutt)
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John Green (via stxxz)"That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of."
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#but for real though #dean winchester as campfire tale #dean winchester as legend #there’s a human in purgatory #he’s the most beautiful and terrifying thing you’ll ever see #and if you ever see him you should run #dean’s own humanity is a beacon #more like a siren song #the monsters are fascinated and venture closer than they should #and are dashed against his rocks #YOU SHALL LOVE HIM AND DESPAIR
Glad this is going around again. Time for another reblog.
(Source: misha-the-king, via levi-cas)
