Men Will Say Shit Like "what Broke The Connection?" After They Got On Their Knees In Front Of Another

Crowley should be allowed to kiss Aziraphale’s hand and wrist very tenderly and whisper all the romantic gentle sweet things his nasty little heart has always desired to tell Aziraphale in S3. Let him be a romantic.

Aziraphale should be allowed to devour that demon's face and slam him against a wall and have the kinkiest sluttiest most loony tunes sex in history in S3. Let him be a whore.

He's thinking alright

Alastor being a petty ass btch to the two people who did not want his ass back for the 3 seconds he's been back, icon

"aziraphale has a master plan" do i need to remind you that his plan for season 1 was bad magic tricks, a board with some string, a centuries old prophecy book, and then—AFTER finding him—he just decided actually i will just talk to god and that will fix everything. oh crowley you are being hunted for sport by hell? too bad. goodbye. god will fix all of this.

finding the location of the antichrist by analysing a book is not a plan. he is smart, there is no denying that, but his faith in heaven has ALWAYS stopped him from actually making any plans because he thinks the right people will fix everything. that's the entire damn point.

A comic based on one of my fav fics: “The Gift” by entanglednow on AO3. Pages 15-19

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“You are accused of attempted omnicide, what do you have to say for yourself?” “Just one thing, it’s not attempted omnicide, give it a minute.”

“What happened? What sort of spell was that? Is that an unforgivable curse?”, “It’s called sniper rifle, you wizardly scum”

Dean knelt behind the table, lining up his shot, when he heard the unmistakable sound of his brother's boots coming down the corridoor.

Click.

Boing!

Thunk!

"Ow!" Sam said, his hand reaching up to rub his forehead.

"Hehehe," Dean giggled, coming out of his hiding spot.

"What the hell was that for!?"

"The kids left them lying around," Dean shrugged, placing the nerf gun on the table. "Cas was right. That was fun."

Still rubbing his forehead, Sam scoffed. "Mom!" He yelled, quickly leaving the room. "Dean shot me!"

something about percy winning against ares by drawing first blood, not giving a fuck that it’s the god of war he is making an enemy out of vs him being caught totally unaware by luke and luke drawing first blood because percy hesitated, because this is his friend, because making an enemy out of a god is way more preferable over making an enemy out of a friend. percy winning against insurmountable odds vs him losing because his loyalty is truly and undoubtedly fatal.

I can't find it but to the person who posted that Sam and Dean should've fought in 15x19 while they grieved Eileen and Castiel respectively, I am kissing you on both cheeks respectfully or giving you a high five if that's not your style.

The idea of Sam saying, "I lost Eileen!" and Dean rebuts with, "well I lost Cas!" and Sam going, "that's not the same thing!" and Dean landing the killing blow, "of course it's not. At least you got to tell Eileen you loved her back!" all of that exploding in the stillness of the bunker, of the world without life, is fucking beautiful cinematic astounding magnificent glorious I am living for it.