Hi I'm Cari. This be my blog. Enjoy the madness
Fair warning: There be Doctor Who, Supernatural, Sherlock, Nerdfighteria, occasionally Glee, Harry Potter, Food, and other random shit about.
Take note: This is NOT a spoiler free blog. (But take everything I post with a mountain of salt).
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omg ten has a little rose puppet that is the cutest thing
oh my god is four wrapped up in his scarf
is no one going to mention nine’s banana blanket
Did bunk beds just get cooler??
I’ve got more wit
A better kiss
Hotter touch
A better fuck
Than any boy you’ll ever meet
Such a shame this scene was cut. This is the most beautiful I think I’ve ever seen Cas.
guys if you’ve somehow stuck it out during this massive blog shift from Glee-centric to Superwholock-centric then i thank you and give you a bazillion hugs because honestly i don’t know if i would have kept following me.
the way dean looks at cas though
I think a big part of why I read way more fanfiction than books is that there’s just a hell of a lot less exposition
the first 10 pages of most books are always “these are the main characters and here’s some background on each of them and this is the setting etc etc” and it’s such a fucking hassle getting to the plot sometimes
fanfic is just like “fuck it you know all of this already let’s go”
Being wrong has never felt so right. — If Disney Villains Were Gorgeous
Hades please
NO. I AM NOT ATTRACTED TO YOU. NO.
One way or another I’m gonna find ya, I’m gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha.
i just found out i spent 30 minutes on a chem problem that wasn’t assigned
goddammit
AR EYOU WATCHING THE 40S EPISODE BEUCAS E THAT WA S LIEK PORN FOR ME
yES OHMYGOD
dean is in a finely tailored suit
i have no problems with this
is that Ruby from OUAT?
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
Carry On My Wayward Son (lullaby Version)
Why can I so easily picture this playing in the spn series finale as the camera takes one last look moving over the dead bodies of all our favorite characters, stopping on the rusting frame of the impala and then slowly fading to black?
No! Into the corner with you!
As the music starts, the camera shows the sightless eyes of Kevin Tran, lying on the floor, weak body from starvation and sleepless nights apparent. The camera moves to show his mother, Mrs. Tran, lying next to him. Both of them tried to shield the other in the chaos and blood. They lie dead together.
The next scene shows Garth, lying on the ground, Bobby’s cap lying beside him, stained with blood. He is loosely holding a rifle, which contained salt, in an attempt to fight them off. To win once and for all. The salt is scattered on the ground around him. His body remains there until decayed.
The camera comes up from the ground to reveal the blank face of Sam Winchester, the one Azazel chose, the one who threw himself into hell for the good of earth. He lies, jacket stained, separated from his brother and his friends. He never got the family or the happy ending he wanted. His hair is stained and chopped, uneven in places. The blood drips down the side of his face, mirroring Jess.
Finally, we see Dean and Cas, dead on the ground. The scorch mark of Castiel’s wings cover the ground and Dean’s face and body, shielded by an angel until the very end. A gold amulet on the ground next to him, fallen out of his ripped trench coat. Dean clutches a demon blade, covered in blood, but more of his own than of the enemy. His body lies close to Cas, destined to remain together since he was raised from hell. They are now burnt and broken shells of men and angels. But they knew their only purpose.
In the corner of the field, hidden away in a presumably good parking spot, is the Impala, where it has been for a while, and will continue to be there until the trees and plants grow around it, crushing the windows, demolishing the rust, moulding the leather seats. The army men will be consumed by the soil, and in many years time, decompose. This car will be like any other old car seen abandoned in a field or on a road. Its age will show when Dean is not present to take care of her. The heater will never rattle again.
People will find the bodies, perhaps, and catalogue them as John or Jane Does, unknown to the world, unknown to the great service they gave them. They all gave their lives. And in return we live ours for them.
The camera fades to black.
DON NOT PLAY THE SONG WHILE READING THAT. YOU’LL FUCKING REGRET IT FOR LIFE OH GOD
HOW DARE YOU
YOU LITTLE BITCH
