logic undeniable

A random thought just crossed my mind. Remember in season 4 when they first found the Winchester gospels and everyone was freaking out about Sam having sex with Lilith? And the reason for the sex turned out to be that Sam made a deal with her but as a powerful demon that meant sealing the deal needed more than a kiss?? Remember??

Yet now they are constantly making deals with the KING of hell (who surely gets the status of ‘most powerful demon’).

Therefore, taking Deans illusive shorts as a starting point (he NEVER wears shorts after all) and going by the shows own canon, we can conclude that you must ALWAYS have sex with a powerful demon in order to seal the deal.

This means Dean has been banging Crowley since season 8. (And therefore so was Cas in season 6).

100% evidence right there. The shows own CANON says so. So there.

Drowley and um…Crowstiel? BOTH CONFIRMED.

sorry guys I don’t make the rules.


“A plot-twist that I can’t believe is barely being discussed is the Force Bond — a bond formed between two Force-Sensitives as a result of a strong Force-related connection. Traits of Force Bonds include the communication of thoughts, feelings, abilities and grant those under its influence with enhanced battle coordination. Force Bonds were featured in canon material in The Clone Wars. Who in The Force Awakens experienced a traumatic connection through the Force? Kylo Ren and Rey, during the interrogation. He pushed too far into her mind, and something clicked. 

The Force Bond theory serves to explain one of the biggest plot holes not just in this film, but in the history of the Star Wars franchise: how did Rey suddenly and with no explanation gain the abilities of a trained Jedi following the interrogation scene? One second she was showing no signs of physical Force-Sensitive abilities, the next she was Force Pulling and hacking away with a lightsaber as though she’d been trained for years. I’ve seen it posited that Rey was trained as a child, and that her memory was wiped, but there’s no evidence supporting such a convoluted theory. The answer is way more down-to-earth and logical than one might think. Rey was quite literally — and unknowingly — tapping into Kylo Ren’s established training and abilities. Rey’s newly awakening powers were abruptly heightened as a direct response to the totally uninvited connection she formed with Ren. 

The theory goes from logical to painfully undeniable when you realize that Ren almost seemed to be reminding Rey of her abilities. It’s actually even simpler than that. He was giving her the ability to use them in the first place, where any other Force-Sensitive would have had to train for years. He was unwittingly teaching her. Very ironic. When he used a certain ability, she suddenly gained and uses that ability immediately afterward. When he entered her mind, she flipped it around on him and entered his; when he used a Mind Trick on her in the interrogation, she proceeded to suddenly know how to use one on the guard; when he tried to Force Grab Luke’s saber, she grabbed it; when he exclaimed that he would show her the ways of the Force, she suddenly gained lightsaber skills that seemed to strikingly mirror his powerful thrust/no-defence style and wiped the floor with him. 

This theory is just too good to not be true. The evidence is so unbelievably strong that I would say this is one of the post plausible, if not the most plausible theory we have. It explains all that unexplainable “Rey is just this strong because… the plot” implications we were given at the end of the film. It’s the exact kind of plot-twist we should be expecting from Abrams: a deep and unwanted bond between enemies. If you need a little more proof, here’s a Tweet from the loremaster behind The Force Awakens answering a seemingly innocent question:


– Quite possibly one of the best youtube comments I’ve found on a video [x]

anonymous asked:

Rate my squad: INFP, INTP & INTJ

Pictured (left to right): INTP, INFP, INTJ

Originally posted by comediva

Just weirdos, generally. But quiet weirdos. Like you don’t realize that they’re weirdos until you’ve had a deep chat with them. Their logic is undeniable. Don’t try to argue with them. Just don’t. INTP will rip apart all of your arguments to shreds. INFP will point out how unethical your ideas are and how you’re treading all over their personal values. INTJ will just give you a derisive snort and you’ll immediately feel inadequate. They may seem introverted and easy to walk all over, but they are powerhouses, and together, they are unstoppable.

As long as you don’t challenge them, though, they’re all very…… nice….. :)

Baby Impalas (Supernatural One Shot)

Summary: You’re mostly asleep in the passenger seat of the impala, and have an interesting conversation with Sam.
Word Count: 677
Pairings: none (kinda SamxReader)
Warnings: none, just fluffiness.

“Sam,” you whispered barely awake, but the car lights were keeping you awake. Unfortunately you were only half lucid, and you were just awake enough to mumble at Sam as he drove. You’d switched driving only about half an hour ago, and you should have been asleep, but you weren’t.

“Yeah?” He asked, a smirk on his lips, because he knew that you were only half asleep, and he was pretty sure this was going to be funny.

“Have you ever thought about cars, and like, their fronts. They have faces Sam, they have personalities. They’re like people, but different.” You smiled with your eyes closed and you heard him chuckle lightly, the rich tone a soothing lullaby.

“Yeah?” He asked and you nodded, looking at him sleepily.

“Yeah. Like, the impala, it has it’s own personality.” You tell him and he laughs.

“Yeah? What’s the impala’s personality? What does it’s face look like?” He asked, and you laughed just because you could, a steady warmth filling you as you spoke. It was so comfortable being with Sam like this.

“The Impala is like a middle aged dad with a secret tattoo.” You started, using your hands to make mostly unrelated shapes in the sky. “He’s got muscle, but he’s not too flashy, maybe he was a spy before he settled down and had baby impalas.” You tell him and he laughs at that.

“He?” He asked, and you nodded.

“Dude, the impala is totally a dude. I don’t care what Dean says.” You said, drawing loops in the air in front of you taht were completely unconnected to your words. “This impala is a father. He has some little baby impalas running around somewhere.” You said and then you paused, because you had been struck by an idea. A completely logical, and undeniable idea.

“What?” Sam asked a smiled in his voice, knowing that whatever you were about to say was going to be brilliant (read: hilarious).

“Sam, my mom had an impala, and it was like, a teenager, but not a cool teenager, a geeky teenager, like me, and maybe that was the impalas’ baby.” You said, leaning forward to pat the console. “It was totally the right age, Sam. The impala has babies.”

Sam laughed and you smiled at him. “We should go reunited them.” You told them reaching over and grabbing his arm. “What if they’ve never met? That’d be so sad, Sam. We have to give them the family reunion they’ve always wanted.” You shook his arm a little to drive home your point.

“A reunion of the impalas?” Sam asked, and you nodded.

“Yes,” You told him. “It’ll be awesome.” You smiled and then your eyes went wide. “Sam!” You exclaimed, sitting up more than you really had energy for. “The secret tattoo, it’s the devil’s trap in the trunk.” You smacked his chest with your hand to reiterate your point. “Oh my Impala, I learned the truth.”

He couldn’t help himself and he burst out in a fit of laughter. You giggled beside him as you collapsed back against the seat, tired out from your sherlockian deductions. “I’m a genius.” You told him, your eyes drifting closed, as he laughed again. You loved the sound of his laughter. You didn’t know why he was laughing, you have to reunite the impalas, but it was a pleasant sound all the same. If you hadn’t been so tired you would have looked up and seen his beautiful face, smiling and that would only have added to the effect. But you were tired, practically on the edge of sleep on the short time it took him to respond.

“Yeah, (Y/N), you really are,” he said as your need for sleep finally won’t out. He smiled at how your cute little lips parted themselves slightly and your hair fell into your face as your body relaxed. He reached over to push the stray strand out of the way and if his hand lingered a little longer than necessary no one needed to know.


Logic - What You Want