We're All Stories in the End

Writer. Insane. A nerd.
bunnymundluvr:

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)



fuck you for the Dean/Death bromance feels

bunnymundluvr:

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 

He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.

He eats every deep fried concoction possible.

When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.

Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.

“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”

Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.

Dean takes the bag, mystified.

“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

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fuck you for the Dean/Death bromance feels

(Source: jenarcherwood, via lookingforitasca)

urulokid:

do not pity the dead harry. pity the living. and above all, pity those who leave the theater before the credits are finished completely rolling on a marvel film

(via lookingforitasca)

Anonymous asked: Frozen AU where Elsa is replaced with Frozone but absolutely nothing else is changed.

sleepwalking-moose:

frozenheadcanons:

i just laughed so hard i had my first asthma attack in five years

spookylunalovegood97:

mrs-red-fox:

I hate it when people define “being a fan” as “remembering every single detail ever”. I have a lousy memory. Sometimes, I forget what I had for breakfast. Sometimes, I forget I even had breakfast.

*JARVIS voice* Gluten-free waffles, sir.

(via donttouchtheotter)

thecwspn:

Here’s an exclusive behind-the-scenes photo from Misha Collins directing debut! 
The boys clearly welcomed him the right way.

thecwspn:

Here’s an exclusive behind-the-scenes photo from Misha Collins directing debut! 

The boys clearly welcomed him the right way.

(via donttouchtheotter)