HE'S 46 DUDE.

I have 3 friends who are Pisces not to say they are terrible but they can be very much like Dean Winchester..

Pisces king ! 🥳🎂🎉

Watching a movie in school. I’m bored.. not sure if I should be paying attention.. what I wish I was doing right now..

While Good Omens feels like being pushed into the middle speeding traffic and people just watch as cars just start barreling you over. 

seriously heartstopper feels like being wrapped in a really soft blanket, someone giving some hot cocao, and then gently rocking you to sleep

It is that time of the year again😂

Wise words to live by !

Right? @jenabean75 @thatsnotwhoifuckingam @bamcrux @mcinspires @magnificent-winged-beast @silvie111 @malevolent-dean

Happy Pi Day

From Misha

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I was laughing so hard at this that my parents thought I was crazy.

This post made my day!

things misha collins, agent of chaos, has as really done:

- repeatedly used justin bieber as a means of flirting with his co star

- renewed his wedding vows dressed in drag, holding a bouquet of organic vegetables

- paid jared padalecki over a thousand dollars in coins after losing a bet

- found out about destiel by reading fanfic

- got arrested for a suspected bank robbery (he was actually just using the light on the roof of a bank to read his book. y’know. as you do)

- “what are they going to do, fire me?”

- tricked larry king into thinking the spn cast have regular orgies on set

- “accidentally” tweeted a link to an in-depth, cockles analysis tumblr post

- produced farts that caused a fellow plane passenger to pass out twice and require medical assistance

- asked amazon if they ship destiel or wincest

I laughed so hard at this! ;-; 

they’re destieling buck and eddie so hard it’s actually impressive

Ima go cry now…

Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can’t even remember who he is. “Where am I?” he asks, desperate, and then, “Who am I? Who am I?”

And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem’s whispered incantation. “You’re Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You’re the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You’re the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs.

“You’re a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food kitchen.

“You’re a swimmer. You’re a baker. You’re a cook. You’re a reader. You have a beautiful voice, though you never sing anymore. You’re an excellent pianist. You’re an art collector. You write me lovely messages when I’m away. You’re patient, You’re generous. You’re the best listener I know. You’re the smartest person I know, in every way. You’re the bravest person I know, in every way.

“You’re a lawyer. You’re the chair of the litigation department at Rose Pritchard and Klein. You love your job; you work hard at it.

“You’re a mathematician. You’re a logician. You’ve tried to teach me, again and again.

“You were treated horribly. You came out on the other end. You were always you.”

On and on Willem talks, chanting him back to himself, and in the daytime - sometimes days later - he remembers pieces of what Willem has said and holds them close to him, as much as for what he said as for what he didn’t, for how he hadn’t defined him.

But in the nighttime he is too terrified he is too lost to recognize this. His panic is too real, too consuming. “And who are you?” he asks, looking at the man who is holding him, who is describing someone he doesn’t recognize, someone who seems to have so much, someone who seems like such an enviable, beloved person,. “Who are you?”

The man has an answer to this question as well. “I’m Willem Ragnarsson,” he says. “And I will never let you go.”

Just had this thought lingering in my head and didn't have anybody to tell. I was sad...

Hands down my favorite Beatles-lore mistake from The Devil’s Chord is the fact that not a single member of the Beatles can read sheet music. Besties were looking at notes in the sky like it meant a goddamn thing to them. Incredible.

Some Dean Winchester tap dancing because I miss tap dancing classes.

Saw this and I’m still in school almost jumped out of my seat. I got to excited about this comparison. But I agree with this wholly.

So... does this mean that Ainsley is Azula and Malcolm is Zuko now?