queridomax:

nidoqueeen:

we don’t need to ask for directions, helen.

His little face omg

queridomax:

nidoqueeen:

we don’t need to ask for directions, helen.

His little face omg

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landofrunawayangels:

Lyrics:

Dean:
Sammy’s smile, angels’ wings
These are things I remember
And “Hey Jude,” Mom would sing
Once upon a November

Mom would hold me, hugs good night
And my dad would make me take flight
Smiles and laughter, all carefree
Oh, I was so naïve

John:
Dean get back to the hunt
Stop living inside your head
We still have that thing to kill
Don’t you care that your mother’s dead?

Sam:
Dad, leave him the hell alone!
Do you think that he doesn’t know?!

Dean:
Birthday cakes and baby bros
Dad would bring home a single rose
Mom would blush and kiss his cheek
Oh, I was so naïve

Now it’s gone, burned away
Lost within the demon’s flames
Mom, home, and Sammy too
Hunting’s all that remains

And “Hey Jude,” Mom would sing
Once upon a November

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landofrunawayangels:

An alarm for a lovely anon.

Lyrics:

Some days I feel like I can do anything
Stop apocalypses with the boys
If Dean could crawl right out of Hell
Then I can get up just as well

‘Cause today I’m hunting monsters inside my head
I’ll get up instead
Ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh
Get up instead
Ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh
Get up instead

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landofrunawayangels:

All songs are available for download here at my Soundcloud.

Songs:

  1. Let it Grow: A ballad of Sam’s inability to cut his hair and Dean’s annoyance.
  2. We are Never Ever Ever Saving Adam Ever: Dean finally comes to the realization that they are not ever saving Adam…

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landofrunawayangels:

Lyrics:

Sammy’s back and Jess is dead, watching where wendigo’s tread
Can’t find Dad and Cristo’s used which makes fandom amused 
Meg’s a demon, John’s an ass, and shadow thingies that once pass 
Found the Colt then John’s possessed, the Impala’s abused

Dean is dying, demon deals, giving him some guilty feels
John’s dead and Sam is damned, yet they just keep hunting and
Azazel has special kids and he’s keeping his plan hid 
Sam’s killed in the Hunger Games, Dean is headed to Hell’s flames

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they tried to fight it

Dean’s doing a victory tour, Lisa is the girl next door
Bela Talbot tricks the boys and sells goods she “found”
Dean’s scared, Trickster’s there, Gordon Walker, Ghostfacers
Bela’s dead and Lilith smiles as Dean’s killed by helhounds

Castiel lifts Dean from Hell, he’s the righteous man as well
Witnesses rise, Anna’s there, then she’s gone like Alastair 
All hail the prophet Chuck, Adam is just out of luck
Blood detox, Ruby lost, Lucifer broke all the locks

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they tried to fight it

Dean’s the vessel, so is Sam, Cas is stoned off in The End
Trickster’s Archangel Gabe, Supernatural’s Cons are lame
Jo and Ellen burn away, and the Horseman’s rings are saved
God is gone, so is Gabe, Sam and Adam in the Cage

Dean’s with Lisa, Sam’s back, but there’s something that the he lacks
Crowley’s deals and Balth is well, Sam’s soul is stuck in Hell 
Meta Misha, Celine Dion, The Wild West and Eve is gone 
They fin’lly kill Raphael, Cas becomes Godstiel

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they tried to fight it

Castiel holds on, then killed by Leviathans
Black goo, Rise of Dick, don’t you ever dare get sick 
Sam is hallucinating, Lucifer’s always complaining
Bobby shot in the head, Cas helps Sam, goes mad instead

Tablets for demons, Meet the Prophet Kevin
Games of Sorry, Dick’s history, Cas and Dean in Purgatory

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they tried to fight it

Dean breaks out and Sam’s okay, but not hunting for today
Three trials, gate closed, hellhound blood, Sam’s soaked
Sam hates Benny, saves a soul, Naomi and mind control
Metatron has fooled them all, Sam’s dying, angels Fall

Castiel’s trench coat is gone, Crowley vs. Abaddon
Sam’s possessed, Dean’s obsessed, Mark of Cain, Crowley’s messed
Castiel has followers, then there’s suicide bombers
Dead Queen, Gadreel is redeemed, Metatron lost, Demon Dean

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
But when they are gone
They’ll still fight on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on…

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they tried to fight it

They didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
They didn’t start the fire
Team Free Will didn’t light it
But they’ll always to fight it

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landofrunawayangels:

Did I ever tell you guys about the time I met Jared Padalecki?

landofrunawayangels:

Did I ever tell you guys about the time I met Jared Padalecki?

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landofrunawayangels:

Lyrics:

Hold on, I’ll show you, Castiel
Because life down here is nothing next to hell
And although they say (say) that we haven’t got a chance
Take my hand, you’re not alone
‘Cause with you I have found my home

Live it through, stay by my side
Days filled with hunting and just
hanging on for the ride
I know that it’s not always great
But please, if you’d only just stop and wait

Take my hand, you’re not alone
‘Cause with you I have found my home

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo. Oo-oo-oo-oo [x2]
Aaa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa. Aa-aa-aa-aaaaaa [x4]

You and Sam, are all I have left
I’m praying here, down on my knees,
Please, Cas, just don’t be deaf
I know that it’s not always great
But please, if you’d only just stop wait

Take my hand, you’re not alone
‘Cause with you I have found my home

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo. Ao-oo-oo-oo [x4]
Aaa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa. Aa-aa-aa-aaaaaa [x2]

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destieldrabblesdaily:

Anonymous asked: So, you know how freckles are called angel kisses? Can you do one where Dean suddenly has a lot more freckles and when Sam asks him about it Cas smirks or something funny like that? Super fluffy and cute, idk, I’m weird

Author’s note: Featuring Team Free Will, Shipper!Sam, and fluffy stuff. 

This was exactly the way Dean preferred it; the three of them, working on a case together. Knowing for sure that his little brother was safe, while knowing at the same time that his best friend was safe. Although ‘best friend’ was no longer the exact term for Dean to use to refer to Castiel…

More like soul mate. More like person-he-loved-deeply. Since a couple of weeks, Castiel was no longer just a friend, but who cared about the details?

They were currently having a pit stop at a crowded diner, waiting for their order to arrive. Castiel was sitting next to Dean in the fairly cozy booth, and Sam was sitting across the table from them. Angels didn’t need to eat, but Cas did appreciate burgers, and even if he wasn’t going to eat in the end, Dean was grateful that Cas had agreed to come along anyway.

A waitress passed their table, appreciatively ogling the three rather fortunate looking men in fitting FBI suits. For the most part she was out of luck though; Dean was taken, as was the blue eyed beauty sitting beside him.

Dean and Castiel were holding hands, under the table, of course. Castiel’s thumb was gently brushing patterns into Dean’s sensitive palm. And sure, they were planning to tell Sam, but not just yet. For a moment, Dean simply wanted to enjoy this newly found happiness with Cas, without having to worry about what his brother’s opinion on it would be…

Their food arrived, and Dean attacked his fries and burger without another word. Even Castiel seemed enthusiastic when a large burger was placed in front of him. Sam was quietly eating his salad like a more civilized person, but Dean could practically sense that his younger brother was eyeing him curiously while they ate their meals. More accurately; Sam was staring at Dean up until the point where Dean challengingly raised his eyebrows at his brother.

“What?” Dean demanded, putting down his burger to scowl at Sam. “Something wrong? Did I grow a second nose?”

Sam pulled a sour face as he shook his head. “No, Dean… I just… I can’t help but notice your face.”

Dean stopped chewing as he considered what his brother had said. His face? What the hell was wrong with his face?

“What about my face, Sammy?” Dean asked pointedly.

Sam dropped his fork, no longer paying his salad any mind as his eyes surveyed Dean’s features.

“Nothing, Dean… It’s just… I know you’ve always had freckles, but in the past week or so it’s almost as if you’ve gotten twice as many. I’m worried… I read about this creepy skin decease the other day…”

Dean didn’t even get a chance to ponder on that, because Castiel already loudly snorted beside him. It made Dean suspicious, because Cas did not snort, at least not unless there was a very good reason.

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likhoradka:

The Adventures of Vampire Dean: Double your pleasure, double your fun.

Back by popular demand. Sam almost wishes his head did get bashed in.

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freakology101:

timesnewromney:

shickhard:

It could happen to anyone. People bury a person alive to scare them or to get rid of them. In this situation, rely only on yourself.

  1. Do not waste oxygen. In a classic coffin there’s only enough oxygen for about an hour, maybe two. Inhale deeply, exhale very slowly. Once inhaled - do not swallow, or you will start to hyperventilate. Do not light up lighters or matches, they will waste oxygen. Using a flashlight is allowed. Screaming increases anxiety, which causes increased heartbeat and therefore - waste of oxygen. So don’t scream.
  2. Shake up the lid with your hands. In some cheap low-quality coffins you will be able to even make a hole (with an engagement ring or a belt buckle.)
  3. Cross your arms over your chest, holding onto your shoulders with your hands, and pull the shirt off upward. Tie it in a knot above your head, like so: imageThis will prevent you from suffocating when the dirt falls on your face. 
  4. Kick the lid with your legs. In some cheap coffins the lid is broken or damaged already after being buried, due to the weight of the ground above it. 
  5. As soon as the lid breaks, throw and move the dirt that falls through in the direction of your feet. When it takes up a lot of space, try pressing the ground to the sides of the coffin with your legs and feet. Move around a bit. 
  6. Whatever you do - your main goal is to sit up: dirt will fill up the empty space and move to your advantage, so no matter what - do not stop and try breathing steadily and calmly. 
  7. Get up. Remember: the dirt in the grave is very loose, so battling your way up will be easier than it seems. It’s the other way around during a rainy weather however, since water makes dirt heavy and sticky. 

JUST TO PROVE TUMBLR HAS A SURVIVAL GUIDE FOR FUCKING EVERYTHING.

just in case guys

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sincerely-steeny:

galifianafuck:

when you write a sentence and it rhymes

image

why does the picture make perfect sense

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deluxesherlock:

bacon-lettuce-and-timmyturner:

fineas-and-pherb:

Best backstory. (x)

You know…for a second there…his head shape led me to believe he could be Phineas’s father.

whA T

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princess-passion-flower:

scratchingpad:

I need safety goggles

so gentle

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