I won't be no runaway




Whitney, 20, TN, Hufflepuff

I get disgustingly emotional over the following: Supernatural, Doctor Who, Misfits, Game of Thrones, Merlin, Harry Potter, and Sherlock

"Listen: there's a hell of a good universe next door; let's go." - e.e. cummings

(Source: deanhasherpes)


A Wincest Manifesto

yourfandomsucks:

I’ve been afforded free time and would like to discuss wincest. I’ll probably build on this post as time goes on, but I want to treat it as sort of my own personal manifesto/testimony. For those who love the relationship, many of these arguments will ring a familier bell. For those less involved with the fandom, it may do a better job expressing the feelings and emotions that surround the love between Sam/Dean and why we love it so much. 

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deanisclyde:

spnwhore:

Imagine supernatural filmed like The Office. Wow there would be a lot of staring into the cameras

Narrator to Sam: “You and your brother seem really close.”

Sam: “Well, it’s… you know, it’s just been me and him for a long time and we, you know, we’ve been through a lot together.”

Narrator: “Like what?”

Sam: “Well… there was…” (makes “can’t talk about that” face, smiles awkwardly) “Okay, this one time… okay, give me a minute.”

Narrator to Dean: “You and your brother seem really close.”

Dean: (stares unflinchingly at camera)

Narrator: “It was just an observation.”

Dean: “You and your mic are gonna seem close in a minute.”

Narrator: “Okay, that’s —”

Dean: (staring into camera, one whole minute of profanity scrambled)

Narrator: (offended) “I don’t feel that was really necessary.”

Sam (coming in): “He’s uh, I’m sorry, he’s been a little on edge since… uhm…” (looks to Dean for assistance)

Dean: (continues staring unflinchingly at camera)

Sam: “Birth.”



In these bodies, we will live
In these bodies, we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life 


… and of course, I remember the most remarkable event  - remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk and a fallen angel. The grand story. And we ripped up the ending and the rules … And destiny …. leaving nothing but freedom and choice. - Castiel

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And, down I go.

And, down I go.


My name is Death, and the end is near.

(Source: samfordean)



I sought my soul, my soul I could not see;
I sought my God, my God eluded me;
I sought my brother and found all three.

(Source: merlinsfuckingbeard)