Dean Winchester here, I'm pretty sure you've heard about me at one point or the other. I'm a hunter and have an annoying little sibling (the gender is still being investigated) called Sam (see? a neutral name). So in Hogwarts I got sorted into Gryffindor because apparently I'm a bad ass motherfucker. Kieran, also known as Lady Lips, is my wing man. Anything I missed? Ask. ;)
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ALL YOU IAN SOMERHALDER FANS/ENVIRONMENTALLY FRIENDLY PEOPLE. PLEASE DONATE! 

rickmansuniverse:

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And the entire Supernatural fandom lost their collective shit. 

thewinchesterswagger:

cocklelecki:

then our shit hit the fan.

and now there’s shit every where.

pools of tears and shit floating in them.

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2 years ago · 759 notes · originally from callingdoctorbones
#fuck everything

Emotionally destroyed? Sobbing like an infant? In actual, physical pain? Cursing all the days between now and January 6th? 

malwinchester:

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everybodysl-ughinginmymind:

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing, the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said ”all I want to do is hold your hand.”

everybodysl-ughinginmymind:

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing, the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said ”all I want to do is hold your hand.

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2 years ago · 252,446 notes · originally from leslienorp

OKAY SO THE KIDS ARE ASLEEP. NOW WHAT? HIT ME UP PEOPLE, DEAN IS BORED. 


2 years ago · 2 notes

BABYSITTING TODAY. 


2 years ago · 2 notes

@ Dean/Lavender 

anon-kieranriddly:

anon-lavenderbrown:

shortbuswinchester:

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Dean folded his arms defensively and glared first at Kieran then at Lavender. “And what if I actually like him? What then? What if I actually want to make an impression on him, huh? By the way, this is very rude leaving him waiting like that while we’re whispering.” 

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@Dean 

mikaela-riley:

Mikaela sat on the couch in the Gryffindor common room in front of the fire. She pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and curled up underneath it. Her mind wondered off to a distant place. A place where she was happy and she had somebody. Where she had Dean. She told him how she felt and she always felt that. Ever since she met him…they only grew stronger when they kissed.

Dean had spent a lot of his mornings in the Great Hall, eating. Mostly because he had nothing better to do, and Kieran tended to spend his mornings either with Lavender, sleeping in or doing whatever the fuck it was he did in the morning. This day was no different. He spent the majority of his morning eating, before heading back up to the Gryffindor Tower with the will of sitting in the armchair and having a nap. He had had quite the rough night and was tired. Upon reaching the portrait he muttered the password and walked into the common room.

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@ Dean/Lavender 

anon-kieranriddly:

anon-lavenderbrown:

shortbuswinchester:

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Dean folded his arms defensively and glared first at Kieran then at Lavender. “And what if I actually like him? What then? What if I actually want to make an impression on him, huh? By the way, this is very rude leaving him waiting like that while we’re whispering.” 

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2 years ago · 53 notes · originally from sleepless-nightsz-deactivated20