So, whoever made this has taught me more in this one pic set than 12 years of grade school, 4 years of college and my ongoing years in law school.
I hate when people mention someone in their life by their name without providing me with any context about who this person is.
“So Dylan and I went to yoga class yesterday — ”
Hold it right there. Who the fuck is Dylan. Your boyfriend? Your arch nemesis? Your brother? Your pet sea monkey? Your therapist? Your favourite fictional character? Are you on a first-name basis with your dad? Last-name basis with Bob? WHO THE FUCK IS DYLAN.
#okay see all i can picture now is au author!cas doing a book signing #and dean is in the queue somewhere #freaking out #because he and cas had a really intense relationship in college before it all fell to bits #and dean had to leave #but he saw cas’s book in his favourite little bookstore that he spends his lunch breaks in #and he goes straight home to read it #and the dedication was just ‘for dean always’ #and dean gets through the whole thing in one night #and hates himself for leaving#because who was he kidding when he thought he would get over this man? #so he goes to the signing #even though it’s been years #and cas doesn’t even look up until dean says his name #and this is it #this is when they start again (via casfallsinlove)
I read this, it’s called Painted Angels and it’s on Ao3. It’s freaking great.
“*WHIRLS SNAPE OUT OF THE WAY*
*SHOVES MINERVA INTO A WALL*
PUT YOUR NAME
*KNOCKS OVER A TABLE AGGRESSIVELY*
IN THE GOBLET
*GRABS HARRY AND SLAMS HIM INTO THE WALL*
OF FIRE!?!?!?1111?!?!111321I3591130583FERGEKLJRKGJ GRLGJWRLKGVJLKJ G” Dumbledore asked calmly.
we’re never gonna get over this are we