I uh… I might be writing a fic where Sebastian gives everyone ecstasy and they all end up in a big sexy pile.
People who spread wank: 12 year old boys.
People who complain about wank and write essays about how awful those other people are: 13 year old girls.
People who actually have a mental breakdown when they hear an Elvis song because of a freakin’ FIC: That hobo on 85th and Park who talks to himself and screams at pigeons for being lazy.
Fandom Artists: Elegant folk who are fun to be around.
People who reblog and leave wonderful comments: Like a combination of the Almighty Chuck and the sassiest parts of Death.
People who fall for those articles that circulate once a month saying Misha’s been in a terrible accident: My grandmother who’s had internet for 10 minutes and believes everything she sees. ”Dear, there’s a girl on facebook that needs more likes for a liver transplant, make sure you go find that.”
notice how different Cas looked immediately after what happened happened?
MY THEORY IS THAT WHATEVER THE TRIALS IS DOING TO SAM IS TURNING HIM INTO AN ANGEL. THAT WHOLE GLOWLY THING IS POINTING TO THE POSSIBILITY! IM THINKING THAT SEASON 8 IS GONNA END WITH HELL CLOSED CAS AND SAMMY AS ANGELS RUNNING FROM NOAMI. AND SEASON 9 WILL CONSIST OF DEAN DOING THE ANGEL TRIALS. BUT HE WILL HAVE TO LOCK SAM AND CAS IN HEAVEN TO. SO HE HAS TO CHOOSE. BECAUSE HE CANT LET NOAMI RUN FREE BUT HE’LL HAVE TO LOOSE SAM AND CAS AND END UP ALONE ON EARTH TO PROTECT THE WORLD.
Put some shoes on.
You’re gonna get warts.
Russ promised us lustful salivation.
There was none to be had.
That awkward moment whilst reading fanfic when you realize the author doesn’t know how real penises work and has created elaborate fantasies about the male anatomy that are downright mythical.
Because you NEED these in your life right now. All not safe for work and not safe for your underwear.
Caught Between (Four Things Benny Teaches Dean, and One He Doesn’t) by Kissyn: Dean gets whumped by sex pollen in Purgatory.
King by raecorban: So how will they take Dean? Together at once? One at a time, passed between both like a child’s toy? Do they cover his body in unison with their wide, contrasting hands, or do they force him to take them, palms and knees to the dirt? Will he writhe? Will he beg? Will he bite into their arms as they hold him back, hold him firm, his whore mouth open and howling for them to fuck the fight out of him? Fuck him like a ragdoll, like he was born to be used?
Anonymous asked you: hey bella, could you write a ficlet based on the last text post you reblogged?
Dean/Cas having rushed married sex based on this text post.
Dean never locks the bedroom door.
He couldn’t. It would be unfair. No matter how much he wants his alone time with Cas, he can’t lock their kids out. But that means that they’re never completely certain of their privacy either. At any moment they could be interrupted by a small, determined child who had had a nightmare. Taking it slow is something saved for the days when Sam is babysitting.
I’LL BE IN MY BUNK.
Lay some knowledge on us about the SPN finale. DO IT. Who gets the most bad-ass line?