big moon tonight
big moon
did u say big
big
BIG
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big moon
did u say big
big
BIG
where is the lie though
I can confirm this is exactly how we (Canadians) road rage.
Sam woke up tied to a chair with Dean standing over him twirling an angel blade. "Morning Princess." He smirked, there was a symbol drawn in chalk below the chair Sam sat in. "So I'm thinking it would be real fun if we pulled that soul outta ya." He smirked evilly.
Sam jolted awake, eyes wild as he looked up at Dean, struggling against the ropes which kept him tied to a chair. “What’s with you and knocking me out to tie me to a chair and messing with my soul?” He grumbled angrily as he struggled more. “Dean don’t you friggin dare touch my soul!”
“Relax Sammy, you’ll thank me once it’s done… Does it seem to you like we’ve done this before?” Dean shrugged and cut a line on Sam’s chest, not to deep but it definitely stung. He gathered the blood in a bowl, tossed in a few more items and set fire to the circle around Sam. “This bunker has got some amazing things, who knew there was a spell for soul extraction.” He said a few words in latin and Sam started to glow. “You know I would have preferred you a demon but that could take centuries and I really don’t want to see you get tortured, so aoulless was the next best thing.” He continued to say the words of the spell.
Sam grits his teeth in pain as the cut started to bleed, staining the front of his shirt. “Huh, you still got enough heart to not want to watch me get tortured.” He said, breath becoming ragged and shallow as his body began to glow. It hurt like hell to say the least. He let out a strangled yell of pain as Dean finished the spell and Sam’s soul slipped from the gash in his chest along with the steady flow of blood. His chest heaved and he hanged his head, eyes shut. “You couldn’t have found a less painful way?”
Sam woke up tied to a chair with Dean standing over him twirling an angel blade. "Morning Princess." He smirked, there was a symbol drawn in chalk below the chair Sam sat in. "So I'm thinking it would be real fun if we pulled that soul outta ya." He smirked evilly.
Sam jolted awake, eyes wild as he looked up at Dean, struggling against the ropes which kept him tied to a chair. “What’s with you and knocking me out to tie me to a chair and messing with my soul?” He grumbled angrily as he struggled more. “Dean don’t you friggin dare touch my soul!”
"How're things going with you, Sammy?" his eyes flicked black before going back to normal.
Sam instantly pulled out an angel blade, pointing it at Dean when he saw his eyes flicker black. “Get the hell outta my brother.”
“Relaaaax, little brother,” Dean drawled as he sauntered closer. “I still got my ink, no demons ridding this fine piece of ass.”
“So how did you-” Sam cut off, taking a small step back and Dean got closer. “I’m gonna find a way to fix this.”
“No need to fix it, Sammy, I feel fanTASTIC.” He licked his lips and looked Sam up and down. “I do plan to go kill some demons though, you want in?”
“Yea, you know. You kind of sound like me without a soul. God-” He rubbed his free hand over his eyes wearily. “Now I know why you hate it so much. Just demons huh? You aren’t gonna try an kill some innocent people, are you?”
"How're things going with you, Sammy?" his eyes flicked black before going back to normal.
Sam instantly pulled out an angel blade, pointing it at Dean when he saw his eyes flicker black. “Get the hell outta my brother.”
“Relaaaax, little brother,” Dean drawled as he sauntered closer. “I still got my ink, no demons ridding this fine piece of ass.”
“So how did you-” Sam cut off, taking a small step back and Dean got closer. “I’m gonna find a way to fix this.”
“And if I’m the only one, then so be it. But I’m willing to bet I’m n o t.”
"How're things going with you, Sammy?" his eyes flicked black before going back to normal.
Sam instantly pulled out an angel blade, pointing it at Dean when he saw his eyes flicker black. “Get the hell outta my brother.”
who is in c o n t r o l ?
warning: you will both have to put up with my extreme procrastination, and overuse of commas (OXFORD IS RELEVANT).
Well y'know, I have an overuse of commas too. (You'll have to pry the Oxford commas from my lifeless hands). Also I have writer's block a lot soooo....
Some canon Enjolras moments that aren’t just him being “hot” and “angry”
Supernatural character rings, designed here.
These are amazing, i swear you didnt even need the names underneath, you can tell who’s is meant for who.
I was going to say this was lame as fuck BUT THEN I READ THE CAPTIONS ON EACH PICTURE (click on them) and OK HILARIOUS
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