This particular route easily added two extra miles onto Erik’s Tuesday trips into town but the possibility of seeing Charles
biting his lipworking his land was just too tempting to miss. Maybe he’d even be invited in again for moresexchess.
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Richard Speight Jr. (via theavengersbrokethephonebox)
Little superheroes.
lmao @ Tom’s picture… the boy with the silver spoon in his mouth, ehehe bless him
Omg litte Jeremy, he is too cute!!!!
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When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday.
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.
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(Source: fondue-ing, via sandorofhouseclegane)
Loki: Threesome is so last year >):]
Exactly what I think they will do! And this is one of my dream scene to draw
