starchildean:

okay so finding actual active spn blogs is harder these days than it was when i was last on here, so if you’re active still and reblog mostly supernatural and destiel, like or reblog this

edit:

i’ve been getting a lot of messages from old followers so:

hi, i’m talon, my user used to be stardustruby, and i was gone for a few years but i’m back. for those that don’t know, i was active from 2013 til about 2 years ago. i stopped watching supernatural after season 10 and haven’t seen anything since. i’m currently rewatching the whole show, including the seasons i haven’t seen. but i’m back and this blog is active so please continue liking and reblogging this so everyone can see what blogs are active as well!!

sealbatross:

thought I’d do just a few…. just a few

starchildean:

i miss dean winchester

astridianmayfly:

tma season 5 au where everything is the same but martin won’t stop calling jon’s kill bill arc his reputation era

ortezsamuel:

mom said its MY turn to draw the book burning goth kid

omnomnado:

👁️Gertrude and Gerard Keay👁️

A dumb comic I made back in 2020.
Don’t smoke, kids (even if you work in the Magnus institute)

the-gay-cousin-666:

I will never stop laughing at the fact that Gerry almost beat Jurgen Leitner to death but let him go becaue he looked like a weak old raisin, and Jon got to hear it from both parties.

pintsofguinnesmakeyoustrong:

thinking about how nikola told jon she couldnt use his skin for the unknowing bc it was too bad and spent a month treating it but the skin she actually ended up using was from three corpses that had been dead for several months so that suggests either she was just fucking with jon to freak him out or his skin was just That Bad

nacrelysis:

all the reasons why i wouldn’t survive tma:

1) i get distracted incredibly easily. creepy michael mcfuckhands puts on a baby sensory fruit video and i’m gone.

2) my memory has a half-life of 2 minutes. was i supposed to take a statement? sorry i already forgot.

3) if i came into possession of a coffin that urged me to open it i’d name it bobert and develop a parasocial attachment to it.

4) i flail so badly in social settings. nikola orsinov could jumpscare me in my room and i’d still be asking her for tone tags. i’d try to awkwardly compliment her outfit and somehow end up asking if she eats erasers.

5) i’m a curious gremlin. not!sasha corners me in the tunnels and i just start asking her if her table is ikea. what it’s like to be the notthem. how she feels about her existence. what’s her birth chart. you know, wood makes me think of rocks and rocks make me think of gems do you want to hear about gems-

6) i’d be so busy trying to get social approval from annabelle cane. or agnes montague. or michael shelley. really any avatar, actually.

7) i have no brain to mouth filter. i will either start talking about the onceler to elias bouchard or rambling about any research topic i’ve found info on to peter lukas.

ieattaperecorders:

Since their bodies disappeared, I’m inclined to think even in the likely scenario where Jon and Martin died in the tower, they were still yeeted through the dimensional rift with the fears.

So in my head there’s a distinct possibility that in some other reality, two corpses have suddenly appeared in the middle of a street, still mid-embrace. Possibly surrounded by half-unraveled cassette tapes telling a fragmented story of how they got there.

Which is a decent way for them to be mysterious harbingers of the doom that’s coming there, I guess.

kazieka:

s1 of magnus was rly like “here’s a spooky story! ooooh! here’s a logical explanation for most of them! maybe some of them interconnect? ;)”

and then s5 was rly like “what is my worth as a god if i can do nothing but watch and profit from misery. here’s a story about free will that you’ll think about for the rest of your life. here is the triumph of love over fear in the face of the unthinkable. we are capable of greatness in spite of, and because of, our collective terror” and we just LET THEM DO THAT

itstootrashcollection:

pov: you’re a tape recorder after the apocalypse ended