At 9:43 am I was getting my eyes tested, and we had a 5.2 earthquake! My optometrist and I both yelled “holy shit” and ran into the waiting room

bandoms-and-fandoms:

numba1fangirl:

deanwinchesterprays:

I. Miss. Bobby.

I miss Sam and Dean being called idjits.

I miss Bobby’s sass when Dean hated on himself or when the boys were doing stupid things and making silly little mistakes.

I miss frequent outbursts of “balls!”

I just fucking miss Bobby Singer okay.

Bobby never got to see the bunker

durbikins:

When I die, I want to be buried with sunglasses on and my hands behind my head. So when I deteriorate, I’ll be the chillest skeleton in the graveyard.