reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
they look so fluffy and pretty
Moths appreciation post
i hate people who know highways. “i’m heading south on I-65” okay man. i’m moving my rook to c2
Looking at tumblr in public is such a gamble. What will I see next?? Tits or some doggies? Ass or an octopus???
finished my second bg3 run and was wondering if withers just goes back to sleep again after he verbally smites the dead three
Can't even worship the lord of murder in peace
God forbid a woman do anything.
I, for my part, am a part of the herd of bricks
me when I’m the first one to yawn: wow. I’m a trend setter. an icon. a powerhouse. everyone wishes they were as sleepy as me
me when I copy someone else’s yawn: fuckkk man I’m just another sheep in the wall
What if Cas just. eats things that no human would ever be able to digest but he does it because he's curious. Dean hands him a key to a motel room and he eats it while Dean's back is turned for like one second and they have to angel mojo the door locked and unlocked for the duration of their stay. He ate a whole library book once. Constantly sniffing and licking and eating things on a case to gain a deeper understanding of them on a molecular level and it makes Sam retch every single time. Dean once sat with him while they both watched a butterfly in a garden in one of those quiet moments between chaos but then Cas ate the butterfly so the moment was kinda ruined. Every time he comes across a new colour of ink in a pen or a pencil or crayon he eats it. Dean asks for the first blade back and he gives Dean that look and Dean pinches the bridge of his nose and says "you fucking ate it, didn't you?"