ruinedchildhood:

Bikini Bottom just got real..

assbutts-in-purgatory:

profound-destiel:

ssjdebusk:

Faith and Fault | Dean & Castiel

one of the best destiel videos i’ve seen.

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PUT DOWN WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING AND WATCH THIS

celestial-sexhair:

padanasty:

just going to throw out there that Dean just referred to gay sex as the sexy kind of drilling.

katyissuperawesome:

seescottspaz:

what the writers of spn are trying to do to dean this season

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I can’t tell if the gif means they’re making Dean work over and over again to keep Sammy and other unconcious/dead people upright and alive

or it means the writers are trying to keep him in the closet but he just keeps throwing himself out

either way the accuracy is outstanding

onamelancholyhill:

destiel-is-my-canon:

Even Jared ships it!

Can we make this his most retweeted tweet ever?? Go! Go!

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What a good thing to come back to Tumblr ♥

chriscevans:

CHRIS EVANS AND TOM HIDDLESTON, LIFE RUINERS…

landofrunawayangels:

Lyrics:

My laptop’s bright in the motel tonight
Not a weapon to be seen
A kingdom of hunting research,
And it looks like I’m the king.

My brother’s groaning as I push my bangs aside
Couldn’t keep it short, heaven knows I tried

Don’t let Dean in, don’t let him see
Throw away the scissors and be free
Conceal and steal, don’t let Dean know
Where his scissors go

Let it grow, let it grow
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it grow, let it grow
I will never lose this war

I don’t care
What Dean’s going to say
Let my hair grow on,
The length never bothered me anyway

It’s funny how many years
I’ve let my hair grow long
And the words that once controlled it
Seem so horribly wrong

A ponytail, maybe a bun
Who knew my hair could be such fun
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
I’m free

Let it grow, let it grow
Until it flows back through the sky
Let it grow, let it grow
No matter how many times I die

I don’t care
What Dean’s going to say
Let my hair grow on,

Dean thinks it’s girly, but I just don’t think I care
Because he cries a lot so his insults are hardly fair
And when you live our life, you make the good things last
I’m never going back,
My short hair’s in the past

Let it grow, let it grow
I’ve got the freedom now to choose
Let it grow, let it grow
With my great hair, I can’t lose

Here I stand
Researching everyday
Let my hair grow on,
The length never bothered me anyway