I Have Read So Many DeanCas Fics On AO3, And I Mean WOW

it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.

you can only reblog this today.

I get on to Tumblr, and my computer starts hyping itself up like its gonna do a marathon, honey I’m just checkin what other shit is hitting the fan in the Supernatural fandom

The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.

LOOOKIT IT ITS SO FLUFFY!!! Wait what about when it gets wet and dries out?? Does it do the poof thing

for your consideration: fluffy dragon

These two are gonna be the death of me

glens never fucking escaping the allegations my god

Despite the fact that he’s been assured, repeatedly, and in several different ways, that he’s never and nor has he ever been or will he ever be, an inconvenience, Jake still doesn't want to be a bother, even though a little voice in the back of his mind–that sounds an awful lot like Bradley—whispers he's being ridiculous. But Jake is stubborn and hard headed on the best of days and he hasn’t made it this far in life by relying on other people. He’s always been more than capable of taking care of himself and that doesn’t need to change now, just because he has someone in his life.

Or--

Jake really doesn't know what love is and Bradley takes it upon himself to show him that it's the simple, little things that matter the most.

My parents: Doing some normal random thing

*screaming from the basement*

My parents: Is it Tumblr? or just Thursday?

Honestly I need more clearly country Hangman, just as a southerner. There’s a coupla good fics out there but I need more! Just bonfires and the dagger squad shootin the shit! Cause I ain’t a writer but I need more southern Hangman fics!

we have a lot of golden rich boy jake, i kinda want to see more traditional, country side boy jake and well maybe not RICH rich bradley, but he definitely had better situation as a child than jake.

maybe there was a time where jake can’t even eat dinner because his parents have 4 children and jake had to give up his dinner so his little siblings can eat. and he definitely can’t have pet besides the dog that his father’s boss owned. he grew up with love, but was struggling. that’s why he enlisted right after high school graduation, to ease his parents weight and so he can have better place to sleep and if not better, something to eat.

and bradley grew with both a lot love and privilege. he has both an admiral and a captain as his foster parents with no siblings. he got lonely sometimes, but mav and ice got him a dog, it was big and very fluffy and it costs them good amount of money just for the grooming and the food. bradley had some remote control cars, and many other good toys growing up. he only have to fend for himself when he cut off mav (which led to him restricting himself from ice too) with the money he saved, got into the best college he can find by scholarship and live in a dorm. but he definitely was in a better situation than jake.

so when they got together, bradley takes jake to a lot of dates, from movie date to fancy dinner date. he spoiled jake. when they moved in together, bradley got jake his first pet, and he drives with jake back to texas to meet his family. and when bradley and mav’s relationship is mended, jake makes sure to go with him to mav and ice’s house, making sure he never gets lonely. they lift each other up basically.

Incorrect Icemav Quotes 7/?

Circles upon circles, where does it end?? You might be right in going back, but I don't think it’s far enough. We should go all the way back. 

A Log of Attempts

This post contain spoilers for In Space With Markiplier, Please proceed with caution.

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Hello, this is a captain speaking.

I’ll be using this log to track the ending’s I’ve reached so far in order to avoid dupications or possible complications within the timeline. If all goes well I’ll have my ship and my life back from the endless loop I find myself in.

Only time will tell.

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First Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I allow those more knowledgible to help me. I save my crew. I find the ligth. I follow the greatest plan. I end up in the credits. I witness countless lives I’ve never led. ETA May 2nd, 2022 Second Attempt: I save my head engineer. I allow those more knowledgible to help me. She’s everywhere. I find the light. I become a detective. I make it to the set. I end up in the credits. I recognize a new life in the countless I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022

Third Attempt:  I save my head engineer. I allow those more knowledgible to help me. She’s everywhere. I find the light. I become a detective. I beg them to think of the Colonists. I find peace. I’m awoken for a moment by a face I recognize but it is only for a moment. I’ve finally reached a true end.

Fourth Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I depend only on myself. I wake up to no alarms. I save my crew from it. I find the light. I jump in again. I jump in again. I jump in again.

Fifth Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I depend only on myself. I wake up to no alarms. I save my crew from it. I find the light. I jump in again. I become a detective. I’m stuck in a Cecil H.H. Mills novel. She’s back. I end up on the other side of the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd 2022.

Sixth Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I depend only on myself. I wake up to no alarms. I save my crew from it. I find the light. I jump in again. I become a detective. I’m stuck in a Cecil H.H. Mills novel. She’s back.  I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022

Seventh Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I depend only on myself. I wake up to no alarms. I save my crew from it. I find the light. I jump in again. I become a detective. I’m stuck in a Cecil H.H. Mills novel. I let one door open but close another. I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022

Eight Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I depend only on myself. I wake up to no alarms. I save my crew from it. I find the light. I jump in again. I become a detective. I’m stuck in a Cecil H.H. Mills novel. I let one door open, opened another but closed the third. I have been here before. I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022

Ninth Attempt: I save my head engineer. I trust my head engineer entirely. Mark saves I save my crew. I find the light. I find the mask. I find him but he sends me back. I understand now where we are truly headed. I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022.

Tenth Attempt: I save my head engineer. I trust my head engineer entirely. Mark saves I save my crew. I find the light. I find the mask. I don’t hesitate anymore. I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022.

Eleventh Attempt: I save my head engineer. I trust my head engineer entirely. Mark saves I save my crew. I find the light. I attack at every chance I get. I follow the greatest plan using a device I never got in this timeline. I end up in the credits. ETA May 2nd, 2022.

Twelfth Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I call for backup and recieve the greatest plan. I wake the crew and recieve cookies. I rely on myself from this point forward. I save my crew from it. I jump in again. I jump in again. I jump in again. I find the mask. I reach him again and he sends me back. I end up in the credits. I recognize almost all the lives I witness. ETA May 2nd, 2022.

Thirteenth Attempt: I lose my head engineer. I blow it up before it blows me up. I believe that its all a dream. I find the light. I become a detective. She’s Back.  I end up on the other side of the credits. I witness all the lives that came before and see myself in every one. ETA May 2nd 2022.

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After this last loop, I don’t know if there’s anything left to search within this wormhole. 

I’ve suffered through countless deaths and all I’ve come to realize is that my choices will always lead me to two constants. First, I’ll always reach the light as it’s the catalyst for the loop itself. Second, I’ll always witness the multiverse collapse due to my own actions. The only way to expirience a different outcome is to stop making choices outright. 

Due to this lack of change, I’ve decided to return to the orignal loop, the heist, to look for clues. It’ll give me something to do as the world begins a knew. Maybe I’ll even figure out how a handful of its inhabitence ended up in our own universe. Find something I overlooked during my first tangle with the heist loop.

I’ll take anything to help prepare myself for Part 2; whatever he meant by that.