But… Today is Tuesday, guys.
Tomorrow is Wednesday.
Tomorrow we hear it.
“Carry on my wayward son…”
shut up or I’ll be crying before it even happens
it really pisses me off how people who are good at maths/science/history/etc are seen as the intelligent ones and will go far in life but also seen as the “boring” ones, but writers and artistic/creative people are seen as the interesting and talented ones but also unintelligent and doomed to be unsuccessful like shit bro how the fuck do any of us win
when i say peeka you say boo
shut the fuck up
Happy has five letters
Pizza has five letters
This is no coincidence
So does penis.
im not even sure if im saying “swag” sarcastically anymore
Yesterday was Tuesday, right? But today is Tuesday too!
The fact we STILL reblog these posts every Tuesday five seasons later should be convincing enough to bring Gabriel back already
“Dean, I can’t feel my wings anymore.”
“It’s gonna be okay. I’m here. I got you.”
So sorry, but I had to.
“Dean, I can’t feel my wings anymore” Cas was shaking, heavily leaning against Dean.
“It’s gonna be okay, I’m here. I got you”
Cas’ grace had left him about 10 minutes ago, but with that his wings had started to deteriorate. First just feathers, later actual bones. Cas had been trying to stay strong, but now he couldn’t anymore.
It hurt. A lot.
He collapsed against Dean, who immediately wrapped his arms around him. “Shh, I got you”
Cas felt tears forming in his eyes, the last bones had started to deteriorate.
“It hurts” he whispered, closing his eyes.
“It will be over soon, trust me”
Tears escaped his eyes.
A gentle hand wiped them from his cheek.
Cas winced as he felt another shot of pain in his back. He was shaking terribly.
He was almost surprised as he heard Dean sing softly.
“Carry on my wayward son
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more”
Cas’ eyes slowly fell shut as the pain disappeared, his wings completely gone.
Even as Cas was asleep, Dean kept singing, stroking Cas’ hair softly.
“don’t you cry no more”
COLLAPSES ONTO THE FLOOR
there is no evidence to prove that timelords exist, however there is no evidence to prove that timelords don’t exist therefore timelords do exist everybody go home
except for timelords - they can’t go home.
in history we were watching a john green video on the french revolution and my teacher stopped it about 10 seconds before the video ended and turned off the projector and everything and started lecturing us about what the test would be on next class and by accident he hit the play button with his elbow and what blasts through the full-volume speakers is john green saying IM NOT WEARING ANY PANTS
I’m naked what’s up
definitely not anyone’s dick