I’m not satanic but these are some damn good rules.
satan...
okay so this video changed my life
RAINY WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME
that little heart…
“I didn’t know it was your artwork! I just found the picture online!”
in 3… 2… 1…
(via ablazingwings)
cas is the only emotion i have
(via vampstiel)
WHAT’S HAPPENING
I DON’T KNOW BUT I’M TERRIFIED
blow up? Blow Up? BLoW Up? BLOW UP? BLOW UP? DON’T TEASE US, YOUNG MAN.
(via mishagusta)
(via mishagusta)
I wonder if Cas has got his ears on.
I wonder if Dean still prays to him.
I wonder if he told Cas about Naomi’s friendly visit.
I wonder if Cas is going to do anything about it.
I wonder if learning that Naomi is trying to lay her finger on Dean and messing with his heart just like she did with Castiel’s will make the Angel flip his shit.
I wonder what will be more important to him - protecting the tablet or protecting Dean?
(via agentkikirogers)
caring is not an advantage
(via zatnikatel)
“You have done this a thousand times, Castiel.”
I’m the one who saves damsels in distress around here
#in your first memory you are four #and you stare transfixed at your television screen #while your mother teases you about having a crush on the prince #(you don’t know how to tell her you want to be the one to kiss snow white back to life) #time passes #the feelings don’t #you are in college and you are not facing down dragons #you are facing chad and his friends in the corner of a party #because you dared to kiss your girlfriend #you have not yet learnt to wear your happiness like armour #but you know some monsters have many heads #you avert your eyes #you crumple #(she leaves) #time passes. #you wear your confidence like armour but you aren’t sure where you put your happiness #(your ex-girlfriend might have taken it along with the ugly fruit bowl) #and suddenly you are facing down real monsters #and the fight or flight instinct kicks in #and you remember every time you ever ran away #and you try to believe you are more than the times you didn’t stand your ground #and that you are not a coward (she isn’t a coward;not even close) #and you are so close to running #but there is a damsel in distress to be saved #and you have been preparing for this since you were four years old (via theplanetmidnight)
(via dirtyovercoats)
“Unicorn” is going to be a trigger word for the SPN fandom now, isn’t it?
(via mishagusta)
I should find myself some hobby that doesnt involve crying myself to sleep each wednesday or feeling too emotional when I try to bake pie.
#sometimes my heart breaks #because dean is hopelessly in love with cas #and he’s so fucking angry about it #he can’t enjoy it #it terrifies him #because atrocious shit happens to people he loves #every single one of them #dean doesn’t see love as a benefit or a gift #he sees it as a burden #an achilles heel #a pit trap #he sees it as an accident waiting to happen #he’s a liability #anyone who loves him will die in the end #mom #dad #sam #bobby #cas #but cas keeps coming back #cas is a fucking angel of the absent lord #he’s wrath and wroth and power #he’s a hurricane in a bottle #and he’s not going anywhere #so dean you keep being angry #you’ve got one hell of a temper #but cas smote half of heaven because he was pissed #i think cas can handle whatever you throw at him #and love you in spite of it (via Deanlorean)
(via cas-is-deans-unicorn)
Castiel and Dean were never meant to be together. Nobody in this world could have predicted that the little boy from Kansas who grew up salting doors and stabbing things would end up saddled with a heavenly creature beyond human comprehension who is barely contained in the borrowed fleshed of a devout salesman. Dean grew up fearing supernatural things like Cas. Hell, Castiel isn’t even supposed to feel emotions.
Too many times, they are on the wrong sides of the fight, mistrusting and hurting each other. Everything keeps ripping them apart, from death, to God, to the show’s writers, but most of all themselves. Their story has spanned heaven and hell, purgatory and earth, and by now they are both broken and tired, having lost more than anyone deserves to lose. Yet they are still fighting. And somehow they keep clawing their way back to each other, because despite destiny, despite the very definition of what they are, they’ll choose each other. They are a celebration of free will. They are two small, beautiful things who refuse to let go despite the entire world telling them that they are wrong. They are a miracle.