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quaffledust: splicket: Video Game Logic (3) i lost my shit

Sun, 19 May 2013 10:38:29 +0100

quaffledust:

splicket:

Video Game Logic (3)

i lost my shit

leahtardis: sherlockandwatsonslovechild: orionfalls: I’M...

Sun, 19 May 2013 10:24:46 +0100

leahtardis:

sherlockandwatsonslovechild:

orionfalls:

I’M CRYING

this is why i love the internet

Isn’t it what happened ?

michaxl: did you say walk

Wed, 15 May 2013 16:05:26 +0100

michaxl:

did you say walk

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Wed, 15 May 2013 13:55:45 +0100

Its been a strange few months, strange in the fact how so many important things for the next few...

Tue, 14 May 2013 19:10:17 +0100

Its been a strange few months, strange in the fact how so many important things for the next few years have been aligning and I’m coming to realise how fast it all goes.

9 months ago i was starting off as this shy guy looking for new friends at a new place and now i have an amazing group of friends, I’ve met a beautiful girl who i couldn’t be happier with as well as getting through the first year of uni (2 exams to go though)

And then its onto summer where im getting a house and living out of halls and with my friends….whoa grown up or what?!

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Tue, 14 May 2013 18:59:35 +0100

In which J.K. Rowling gives the verdict on reading (x)

Tue, 14 May 2013 18:07:21 +0100

In which J.K. Rowling gives the verdict on reading (x)

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Tue, 14 May 2013 17:57:23 +0100

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Tue, 14 May 2013 17:53:43 +0100

Why isn’t Mr Burns my lecturer? He clearly knows whats...

Tue, 14 May 2013 17:51:03 +0100

Why isn’t Mr Burns my lecturer?

He clearly knows whats up

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Tue, 14 May 2013 17:29:19 +0100

"I would never want to be a member of a group whose symbol was a man nailed to two pieces of wood."

Tue, 14 May 2013 17:17:43 +0100

“I would never want to be a member of a group whose symbol was a man nailed to two pieces of wood.”

- George Carlin (via originalgiantcontent)

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Tue, 14 May 2013 10:07:55 +0100

deanthequeenofsass: deanwinchesterwantsthecass: deduction-to-se...

Tue, 14 May 2013 10:04:22 +0100

deanthequeenofsass:

deanwinchesterwantsthecass:

deduction-to-seduction:

thebadkidblog:

castielcito:

221bowties:

thedoctoris24601:

awkwardequine:

padasassy:

ismarty:

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

Are you fucking kidding me right now holy fuck my life just ruined i don’t even want to thinking about that shit why would you do something like that on my god it’s six am and i’m fucking crying my eyes out thank you for that you asshats.

WERE YOU NOT HUGGED ENOUGH AS A CHILD

DID I KILL YOUR FATHER

IS THAT WHY YOU’RE HURTING ME

what if i killed you

my fucking keyboard is wet. GET OUT

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Mon, 13 May 2013 19:47:06 +0100

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Mon, 13 May 2013 19:46:54 +0100

touchdisky: by zekeafroid

Mon, 13 May 2013 12:31:48 +0100

touchdisky:

by zekeafroid