gweniciraptor

impostoradult:

Omg, I’m re-watching “I’m No Angel” and I swear, Sam’s face during the bunker scene with Dean and Cas is fucking priceless.

 Above is the “Dean, why are you bringing up strippers” face. 

I call this ^ one “Hedonism, Cas? Please do tell more”

Next we have “You got laid?”

Followed swiftly by “Dean, I know you’re jealous but try not to choke on your food.”

thisisit-teamfreewill
theravenclawtardisincamelot:

freedom-past-your-history:

megstielshipper:

samswnchester:

bangingpatchouli:

Saw a quote from Jensen yesterday that he didn’t have to imagine it was someone other than Jared, someone closer to him, to access the emotion for this scene.

And apparently after the director called ‘cut’, Jensen just stayed there on his knees, still crying and hugging Jared. 

no shut up with this I can’t

Go to your room damn it. You’re grounded.

I can’t - moms on the ceiling again

theravenclawtardisincamelot:

freedom-past-your-history:

megstielshipper:

samswnchester:

bangingpatchouli:

Saw a quote from Jensen yesterday that he didn’t have to imagine it was someone other than Jared, someone closer to him, to access the emotion for this scene.

And apparently after the director called ‘cut’, Jensen just stayed there on his knees, still crying and hugging Jared. 

no shut up with this I can’t

Go to your room damn it. You’re grounded.

I can’t - moms on the ceiling again

pizza-at-the-disco

Anonymous asked:

What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

almanzapedia answered:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

sephyerite:

No mercy.