"But we burned her bones," Dean said.

"Maybe she’s sticking around some other way. Unfinished business or something," Sam said with a shrug; his eyes were sad, faraway.

"Well, we were here first. We called dibs," Harry said but Dean slammed his fist on the table, rattling the silverware.

"You don’t call dibs on something like this, you asshat. Y/N was our friend. We’re taking care of this. You’re not going anywhere near this case, you hear me? I have no problem taking either one of you out."

x x x

Imagine Sam making fun of you and dean

"Dude?!" dean looked at his brother with a hopeless smile

"what?" Sam’s face was turned red with giggling

"Okay, I have NEVER said that!" you laughed 


look how concentrate  Johnson is 


Want inside my head for a bit? I feel like this is such a good song for after the end of Wildest Dreams. Like the reader to Sam after they’ve parted. Gah. My heart. I wish you guys knew how much I was thinking about this freaking series.

Text Message || Blam
  • Blaine:Um...okay.
  • Blaine:I want to bite your butt.
  • Wait wait wait. I can do this.
  • Blaine:Um...I want you to...touch yourself...and close your eyes and pretend it's me. Do...I feel good? I mean, does it feel good?