supernaturalapocalypse

awkward-fallen-angel:

adorable-fallen-angel:

Commander awkward-fallen-angel!!

I would like to present to you an entire list of your army. There are currently 574 fallen angels counted. This list was based on this post here. It’s even in alphabetical order.

Sorry if I missed anyone. That was a long list to go through.

You can also see a full text list of angels here. I won’t be able to add you to the graphic, but I can add you to the text list if you drop me a message and want to be included!


(pretend that says angels.. I am too lazy to edit right now)

gayasshunter

kahlan-only-swims-freestyle:

repede:

chrisisgross:

You have two options when you’re looking for an apartment in the French Quarter

I’ll take haunted, I don’t care, I’ll punch a ghost. I’ll punch ten ghosts. I’ll punch fifty ghosts. I’ll punch every single ghost in this country. I’ll punch every ghost in the world. And when I die, I’ll punch my own ghost.

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New Orleans is a lovely town.

gayasshunter

Reblog if you have boobs

ohyeahlashton:

lesbi-happy:

captain-fucking-levi:

angielovebands:

magcon-and-disney-and-bands:

pipechan:

love-lives-to-hurt:

mistize:

one girl scrolled past this and woke up without boobs

Forever reblog cuz I don’t wanna wake up without boobs.

The fucking notes

Just read the notes

I’m not gonna risk anything

i am a boy and i reblogged this yesterday and i woke up with boobs this is glorious

the more i reblog, the more boobs i have!

i reblogged and woke up next to these two i think it worked

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Just because of the last comment.

freshface-blankpage

neitherheavenorhell:

The 1st Wave rolled in without much fanfare. It wasn’t dramatic. There was no shock and awe. The lights just winked out.

The 1st Wave took out half a million people. The 2nd Wave put that number to shame.

The 3rd Wave? That took a little longer—twelve weeks. Twelve weeks to kill…well, Dad figured 97 percent of those of us unlucky enough to have survived the first two waves. Ninety-seven percent of four billion? You do the math.

In the 4th Wave, you can’t trust that people are still people. But you can trust that your gun is still your gun.

Maybe that will be the 5th Wave, attacking us from the inside, turning our own minds into weapons. Maybe the last human being on Earth won’t die of starvation or exposure or as a meal for wild animals. Maybe the last one to die will be killed by the last one alive.

This book was so much fun.

im-simply-sherlocked

the-profoundbond:

landofrunawayangels:

Lyrics:

My laptop’s bright in the motel tonight
Not a weapon to be seen
A kingdom of hunting research,
And it looks like I’m the king.

My brother’s groaning as I push my bangs aside
Couldn’t keep it short, heaven knows I tried

Don’t let Dean in, don’t let him see
Throw away the scissors and be free
Conceal and steal, don’t let Dean know
Where his scissors go

Let it grow, let it grow
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it grow, let it grow
I will never lose this war

I don’t care
What Dean’s going to say
Let my hair grow on,
The length never bothered me anyway

It’s funny how many years
I’ve let my hair grow long
And the words that once controlled it
Seem so horribly wrong

A ponytail, maybe a bun
Who knew my hair could be such fun
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
I’m free

Let it grow, let it grow
Until it flows back through the sky
Let it grow, let it grow
No matter how many times I die

I don’t care
What Dean’s going to say
Let my hair grow on,

Dean thinks it’s girly, but I just don’t think I care
Because he cries a lot so his insults are hardly fair
And when you live our life, you make the good things last
I’m never going back,
My short hair’s in the past

Let it grow, let it grow
I’ve got the freedom now to choose
Let it grow, let it grow
With my great hair, I can’t lose

Here I stand
Researching everyday
Let my hair grow on,
The length never bothered me anyway

I’m sorry i couldn’t help myself