victorianvivisection:

cocokat:

Very boring up here. 

No crimes in Heaven, apparently.

SH

—-

Met an angel called Castiel.

Was looking for a human body.

SH

—-

Have I told you about the Winchesters?

SH

—-

I miss you and your complaining horribly

SH

—-

Met Einstein! Was appalled at how little I knew about space.

SH

—-

John, your mother and father say ‘hello’.

SH

—-

I wish I could talk to you

SH

—-

God won’t let me visit Hell. 

But I’m bored. There are bound to be murders there!

SH

—-

If you end up here anytime soon I may have to kill you

SH

—-

Still missing you horribly

SH

—-

Was told you got married. “Mary Morstran”.

A woman even I might admire. Good Job.

SH

—-

People keep finding me here. Say that I solved the crimes surrounding their deaths.

Keep thanking me.

Somewhat annoying.

SH

—-

Really, John? You named your son “Sherlock”?

Someone is getting too sentimental.

I’m touched.

SH

—-

Met Mycroft. I’m not surprised he’s here a bit early.

Still as annoying as ever.

I miss when you used to punch him for me.

SH

—-

You’ve become so good at writing.

I miss you.

SH

—-

There are so many things I should have said.

Down There.

SH

—-

Sorry

SH

—-

I miss you

SH

—-

I love you.

SH

—-

Won’t you hurry up?

SH

—-

Don’t come too quickly, though.

SH

—-

Met with Mummy.

She cried. I don’t understand it.

SH

—-

I love you

SH

—-

Being an old man doesn’t suit you. 

You’re done fighting, John.

Come home.

SH

—-

Stubborn to the last, my John.

SH

—-

I love you anyway.

SH

—-

“Welcome home.”

wholet:

valiantchild:

CLARA HAS BEEN IN THE DOCTOR’S LIFE LONGER THAN THE TARDIS

THAT’S WHY SEXY DIDN’T TRUST HER

SHE REMEMBERED CLARA EVEN THOUGH THE DOCTOR DIDN’T

SHE KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG

SHE WAS PROTECTING HIM

bardofpizza:

…What the hell is going on with your dash…?

domina-domina-omnimalum:

harrylovescarrots:

erectionsandtea:

inspired by this post (sorry about the quality).

here’s a Misha

there’s a Misha

and another laughing Misha

funny Misha

scary Misha

Misha Nicolas Cage

Misha Misha

trenchcoat Misha

Jared, Jensen, Mark, and Misha

Misha Misha tumblr Misha

Misha Nicolas Cage

I was once an Angel

but then I ran away

I travel around with two hunters

Destiel is great

Heaven’s causing too much stress

I want to be free

Now let’s get some cheeseburgers

They make me so happy

did you ever see a Misha

kiss a Misha

on the Misha

Misha’s Misha

tastes of Misha

Misha Nicolas Cage

Half a Misha

Twice a Misha

Twitter Misha

Father Misha

Misha in your car

Alarm a Misha

Nicolas Cage

is that how it goes now

tumblr is dead

everywhere I seem to look

there is Misha’s head

now my song is getting tired

I’m in a cracky bliss

time to sit back and enjoy

the Mishapocalypse

WE HAVE AN ANTHEM MISHAFUCKERS

SPREAD IT AROUND

bye

goodbye

night

bye

see you

diddlydarn

night

byebye

goodnight

see you

deancasotp:

endcas:

finitecas:

dear doctor who fandom

we cordially invite you to join us on the floor crying

we’re here for you

with love, the supernatural fandom

you know with the spn fandom i would expect you to be on the ceiling

the-sexy-jawn-h-watson:

breakyourprettywings:

crowley-:

mercuriandream:

wendigos:

DEAN THIS IS A VERY SERIOUS INVESTIGATION

WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR ANY OF YOUR BLAHBLAHBLAH BLAH BLAHBLAH BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH

Yes, this is actually from a real episode.

Sassy Sam Winchester!

My parents are drunk and they are scaring me

itsnotthesaharadesert:

castielliarmus:

jesuschristvevo:

do u ever look at someone and just like wow u have really nice eyebrows

[sound of matt smith crying in the distance]

internet-slang:

cpmaster4556:

internet-slang:

• BAD WORDS TO NEVER USE NOT EVEN ADULT CAN USE
• heck
• heckaroo
• frick frop
• nincompoop
• heckle deckle 
• diddly darn 
• pokémon
• zoowe mama

do not ever use words like these or else u will be grounded by oboma 

we forgot 

• gosh diddly darn

Who is “we” what the flippity do dah

I’m going to go crazy within the next six months just watch.

itwasthewinchesters:

Dean rocked his body in the back of the Impala, Sam cradled in his arms, wails crawling out of his small throat. 

“Sammy it’s otay, it’s otay.” Dean said between sobs. “Daddy’s gon be back soon.” 

The stench of smoke still strong in his nose, Dean tried to wipe it away with his small arm.

With shaking hands he mopped the tears off Sammy’s face. With a quivering voice Dean started to sing. 

“Hey jube, don’t be fraid.”