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ofhuntersandmen:

WITHOUT FAITH. WITHOUT JOY. WITHOUT LAW.

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death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 

He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.

He eats every deep fried concoction possible.

When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.

Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.

“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”

Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.

Dean takes the bag, mystified.

“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

   (x)

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— 3 hours ago with 52077 notes

agrippina-minor:

liathwen:

salomeideal:

8point6seconds:

adventuresintimeandspace:

Here are some scientific facts about blood loss for all you psychopaths writers out there.

I would like to know what is in those bottles. 

It’s Siracha!!!! Siracha is life!

That’s actually highly useful.

This is the most valuable post on Tumblr.

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— 3 hours ago with 94336 notes

mallotovcocktail:

vanconcastiel:

4listair:

vanconcastiel:

Since YouTube unjustly blocked my 44,000+ view “Let It Go” and I’ve had a lot of people asking me to upload it. Hope you like it!

Queen Vancon Castielsa.

^ YES. SO MANY TIMES YES.

in a world of isolation, he’s an angel of the lord

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— 3 hours ago with 780 notes

gofuckyourselftomhiddleston:

torrilla:

Tom Hiddleston seen dressed in costume while filming scenes for their new horror movie ‘Crimson Peak’ in Toronto on April 16, 2014 [HQ]

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— 3 hours ago with 11258 notes
teaspoon900:

redneckotaku:

will2bill:

paarthurnax-forever:

garethbyrd:

the-shortest-sunflower:

evening, sir.

MOONSTACHE

I just had to reblog. because moonstache

This need a Moonacle.

This is how Batman signals for Alfred…

You just made my day

teaspoon900:

redneckotaku:

will2bill:

paarthurnax-forever:

garethbyrd:

the-shortest-sunflower:

evening, sir.

MOONSTACHE

I just had to reblog. because moonstache

This need a Moonacle.

This is how Batman signals for Alfred…

You just made my day

(via assbutt-in-the-garrison)

— 3 hours ago with 158980 notes

goldcumandrippedpants:

"I learned at a very young age how fragile life is. When I was 15 years old I found out I had a brain tumor. The doctors said I had a very small chance that I could outlive it. The only alternative was to get on a long waiting list for open face surgery in hopes of removing it. I guess the first blessing happened on my 16th birthday, when the surgery was scheduled. I found out shortly after waking from the surgery that they went into the palette of the roof of my mouth instead of opening up my entire face. I guess you could say that was the second blessing. But the real blessing was that I overcame it completely and I survived something that most people never live through. I was close to death and I escaped it, and now I celebrate life because of it. 

I wanted to be free. After this literal escape from death, I had some challenges at home and left at a very young age to spend my teenage years literally on the streets. I started with a hitchhiking tour all through Canada. Essentially I was homeless, sleeping on rooftops and under bridges and free. I met tons of interesting people, and experienced life to the fullest. Surviving the death sentence of a brain tumor was like defying death. I felt like the walking dead. I wasn’t supposed to be here. The doctors had told me there was no hope. But here I was, alive and breathing and being so free to live my life. When you live on the streets, you really appreciate just being alive. On the streets, you don’t have first or last names. So they started to call me Zombie, a person who is living but so close to death.”

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— 3 hours ago with 158645 notes

tom “i just can’t say no” hiddleston: actual circus bear

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— 3 hours ago with 15682 notes
toskakid:

i made a tutorial for male crotches

toskakid:

i made a tutorial for male crotches

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— 3 hours ago with 8842 notes

assbutt-in-the-garrison:

lucifeu:

Remember this chick?

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If you don’t, she’s Kali. She’s the god of destruction and violence. But she also works with blood spells. She took the Winchesters’ blood to put them on a ‘leash’. With their blood, she could do anything. Kill them, hurt them, bring them back to life… 

She didn’t just take their blood.

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She took Gabriel’s, too. Kali didn’t die. She still has Gabriel’s blood.

She can bring Gabriel back to life.

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— 3 hours ago with 4608 notes
becomming:

xlizardx:

Apparently this is "The clearest photo of Mercury ever taken."

why isnt everyone getting so excited about this, it is literally another planet look at how beautiful it is stop what your doing and look at how alien like this planet is what is living there oh my god mercury

becomming:

xlizardx:

Apparently this is "The clearest photo of Mercury ever taken."

why isnt everyone getting so excited about this, it is literally another planet look at how beautiful it is stop what your doing and look at how alien like this planet is what is living there oh my god mercury

(via artbymoga)

— 3 hours ago with 47988 notes