Dead Men: (in A Crowd Of Soldiers And Can’t Find Larrikin) That Idiot’s Wandered Off Again.

All I want is Supernatural but with Cas in all the episodes, even if he isn’t with the brothers all the time.

“ I wonder where Cas is?” Dean asks

*Camera cuts to Cas petting cats at a pet store*

* Camera cuts to Cas being a cool badass and saving the world*

* Camera cuts to Cas remembering good things of his past*

James: If baby oil dissolves condoms, what the fuck does it do to babies??

Lily: James, this may come as a bit of a shock to you, but babies and condoms are made of different materials.

Remus: It’s like rock, paper, scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, and condom defeats baby.

Sirius:

Sirius: rock also defeats baby.

Remus: Sirius NO—

China: I just need to hear those three little words.

Skulduggery: I love you.

China: Try again.

Skulduggery: [grumbling] I will behave.

China: That's better.

Yeah guys, I'm this cruel :-)

yeah we might be brothers in christ but so were cain and abel so shut the fuck up before i decide to find a rock about it

TSC fandom: *pass a year asking for kitty content*

Cassie: *give us kitty content*

Automatically us:

Reyna: gods it’s so hard being in charge of an entire legion by myself, trying to prevent a massive war, flying across the entire ocean to help other people save the world

Nico: hi

Reyna: *pulling him towards her* great, now I’m a single mother too

Christopher was confirmed autistic at yalc, not ADHD - I literally asked the question

popping on to say if anyone read TMI source’s blog post about the yalc panel the Christopher information is wrong, I asked the question and the conversation was about autism, not ADHD. Christopher is confirmed autistic. I’m actually so frustrated at seeing the two confused especially as it’s lead to Christopher’s autism now being erased bc everyone will see the blog post.

“That’s my husband,” Dean says at the reception, watching Cas dance with Claire, grinning so big his cheeks hurt. He fiddles with the ring on his finger. Sam calls him a dork. He doesn’t mind.

“That’s my husband,” Dean tells the trembling girl under his arm, beaming with pride as he ushers her out of the vamp nest. He covers her eyes as the entire building flares with angelic grace. The vamps don’t stand a chance.

“That’s my husband,” Dean shouts, pumping his fists in the air as Cas struggles to break the mechanical bull riding record at the local bar. Cas falls just short of Dean’s time. It may have been on purpose, but Dean doesn’t care as long as he gets a victory kiss.

“That’s my husband,” Dean says, spitting out blood with a smile. Some rogue British Man of Letters hovers over him, glancing at the door, the grip on his blade faltering. Someone screams out in the hallway. These guys don’t stand a chance either.

“That’s my husband,” Dean tells the cashier, leaning against the check-out counter as Cas takes a few preliminary steps in a pair of bumblebee rain boots. Dean gets a pair, too.

“That’s my husband,” Dean murmurs into the side of Cas’s neck, arms looping around his waist from behind, swaying in front of the bathroom mirror. He breathes in his husband, breathes in his home.

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