The Winchester Survival Guide to the Supernatural

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It’s a pleasure to meet you.

You’re awesome.

Yeah, basically every demon I've met kinda has it out for you. Seems like you two are quite the hunters. I'm actually sort of jealous.

I guess you could say we are kind of infamous… amongst the demons, I guess.

Those guys seriously have it out for us. We’re not that great, really. We just get around a lot.

Well... thanks for saving the world I guess. I never thought I'd meet the (in) famous Winchesters ;)

Infamous? Who said we were infamous?

I uh… I think she’s right, Sammy. We’re pretty (un)popular around here.

All I've been told is that you guys stopped the apocalypse. Seems pretty... well... You're just two guys. How can two hunters stop the apocalypse?

Two guys can do anything if they set their minds to it.

And if they happen to have a shit ton of Angelic resources.

Hey guys ;) I've heard a lot about you two. Is it true?

That all depends on what you’ve heard about us.

consulting-captain:

mybelovedcheshire:



“Sherlock…I feel like a sofa.”
“I know the feeling.”
“AHHHHH!”

consulting-captain:

mybelovedcheshire:

“Sherlock…I feel like a sofa.”

“I know the feeling.”

“AHHHHH!”

Working out with Dean has to be the most obnoxious thing ever.

He didn’t even want to take a fifteen minute warm-up run.

What the hell?


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I’m not sure what’s happening here. Are you calling me fat? Or is this one of those things like the “I know you want to see me naked” messages?

Neither of us can spell simple words anymore.

So Dean and I are going to hit the hay.

Night guys! And thanks to all the new followers.

Dean!

ask-girlsam:

winchestersurvivalguide:

ask-girlsam:

winchestersurvivalguide:

“You know I am.” Dean grinned back at her while he went to get both of their shoes. At this point Sammy at least had a pair of shoes or two that fit her normally and some clothes that she didn’t have on the day she was changed. He gasped over-dramatically when he saw her. “Oh no! A ghost!”

Sammy hopped off the bed and chased him. “Wooooooooooooowooooooooooooowoooooooooo!” She giggled—catching him and latching her arms around his legs.

“Ahh! It’s got me!” Dean wriggled around in her hold for a moment or two before pressing the back of his hand to his forehead. “If only Sammy were here to help!”

Sammy tossed the hood back! “I’LL SAVE YOU DEAN!”. She proceeded to pour some salt on herself and wriggle around on the floor.

Dean laughed, kneeling down to pick Sammy up off the floor. “Thank you for saving me, Sammy.” He chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”