Lorkan the Spy

prayerlesscas:

“I can’t see you anymore,” Cas says one day.

Dean looks at him askance and flips the burger patties on the grill. “Come again?” he asks.

Cas sits on the barstool at the counter, hands folded on the polished granite and eyes downcast. It’s been two weeks since the…

wtf-fun-factss:

Smallest bird in Britain! the Firecrest.
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Love how that’s a measurement

wtf-fun-factss:

Smallest bird in Britain! the Firecrest.

WTF FUN FACTS HOME  /  See MORE TAGGED/ Animals FACTS

(source)

Love how that’s a measurement

Dammit. I’m going to start watching Hannibal.

This probably won’t end well for any of us.

karenkavett:

The knitter has returned to his secret lair.

karenkavett:

The knitter has returned to his secret lair.

whovenger-hiddlebatch-lock:

iodineoxygenuraniumafall:

dress like you hug kittens for living 

OH YOU, BADASS JAWN

Ultimate Badass John Watson is my favorite.

booksandwildthings:

giving-myself-to-ashes:

admiringthefuckingscenery:

bl00db3nder:

And the movie couldn’t have looked like this BECAUSE?!?

If cosplayers had made the ATLA movie, it would have probably won some Oscars…

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Seriously, this was made by teenagers in their spare time because they were bored and it’s still better quality than the movie that took millions of dollars to make.

the-laughing-cactus:

jaclcfrost:

if i was in a fictional universe i wouldn’t be the main character i’d probably be that friend of the main character who lacks supernatural powers or special abilities but makes up for it with sarcasm and really lame one-liners

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hippofoliage:

hippofoliage:

hippofoliage:

hippofoliage:

hippofoliage:

hippofoliage:

what’s the worst word you can say on club penguin

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i’m still on

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i still haven’t been banned

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I’M LITERALLY IN TEARS 

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and i only got banned for 24 hours

wallmakerrelict:

Today is a sex-followed-by-waffles kind of morning if Dean ever saw one, so he rolls up against Cas and kisses his closed eyelids, the bridge of his nose, his upper lip, trying to coax him awake. Cas just scrunches his face in his sleep.

“Cas, babe,” Dean whispers, his lips…