dimpleforyourthoughts:

jensen ackles arguing for more sam screentime

jensen ackles wanting more sam pov

jensen ackles publicly throwing shade at the overall treatment of sam

jensen ackles protecting sam winchester



happyjared:

but did you see sam’s face when he realizes his brother is a demon oh my god you can literally watch his entire fucking world go sideways fU CK



saving-things-hunting-people:

I’m living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head

the sam winchester graphic challenge
saving-things-hunting-people vs. zackisamoosed

prompt: my body is a cage by peter gabriel



 You play the hero but underneath the hype you’re a killer, with oceans of blood on your hands. I hate men like you.



deanverse:

2 brothers. 10 seasons. 200 episodes. 

I’m proud of us.






S10 New Poster x B&W Version (my edit)

S10 New Poster x B&W Version (my edit)



zartbitter-salat:

It is 3am and I just wanted to doodle something but then BAM WINCEST HAHA

zartbitter-salat:

It is 3am and I just wanted to doodle something but then BAM WINCEST HAHA



thewincestpope:

velocipastor:

I think I ship j2 more than Wincest because IT HURTS SO MUCH FUCKING LESS 

*THROWS SELF OUT WINDOW BECAUSE SAMMY LET ME GO HAHAHA;JF;LASKDJF;LKSAFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK*

no but you know why you ship J2 more? cause it’s fucking real. There are no writers to fuck it up or disregard continuity or canon. It’s just Jared and Jensen, being IN FUCKING LOVE with one another.



deandrivesmycar:

LA Con 2008  Liz Sisson photographer

deandrivesmycar:

LA Con 2008  Liz Sisson photographer





journal-of-a-man-of-letters:

Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #74


The five-hour drive home was the kind of final journey nobody would wish on their loved ones. Dean’s corpse fell against me a couple of times, the jostling movement forcing the last bit of blood from his nose and mouth onto his jacket. The stench of dry blood and sweat made me crack a window. And the blanket insisted on falling at every bump, leaving me in constant fear that someone would notice “the dead guy on the front seat” at every traffic stop.

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