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So I was thinking maybe I could start a cult if anyone wants to join this would be your new pfp but it's your choice if you want to use it you could also use whatever pfp you want oh you can also just make a edit with this picture if you don't want to use this as a pfp
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I'm trying to request for supernatural to be on tubi so everyone can watch it if anyone wants to help here's the link
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Happy 19t birthday to me I wanted to sleep in but my little sister woke me up
Happy father's day i guess to the dads that stick around
This is how my phone looks
God I just wanna hug Sam and tell him heâs always been a good person.
That he doesnât have to cut people off when theyâre apologizing to himâbrushing it aside like itâs nothing. He doesnât have to follow it up with some self-deprecating comment. How heâs done much worse, itâs okay. That he doesnât always have to compliment the person right after. Itâs not his job to empathize with the people who hurt him. He doesnât need to compare the things that has been done to him to the amount of sins he thinks he has.
Itâs valid to expect people to be better and learn from their mistakes. That he can apply the same standards he sets for himself to the people in his life.
He doesnât always have to lift people up. Itâs okay to accept their affirmations. Hear them say what they really think of him. Give him the confidence to hear all of it without adding something to undermine himself.
I need Sam to understand that itâs okay to feel angry and betrayed. Itâs even fine to feel it for a long time. Really give himself the time to process it all. That itâs okay to recognize whatâs been done to him. To remember things as they really were, no matter how hard it is to see them for what they really are. And I want him to believe me when I say what an amazing person he is for remaining kind and compassionate after all of it.
I want him to know how strong he is. But I also want to let him know heâs allowed to feel tired and afraid. He can panic. That heâs allowed to just feelâto even show people this side of him. Because itâs not always his job to be the levelheaded one.
I want to tell him heâs a good person, repeatedly.
I wanna hug Sam.
I agree there
What have I done to Pinterest for them to do me like this
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
How about a like and a reblog
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There's a game it's pretty old it's called let's play with Koko chan and it's very uncomfortable it involves toddler pregnancy basically you kidnap a little girl when her brother walks away and do a lot of things to her I just wanted to talk about it because I don't see a lot of people warning people about it
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The Winchester Delusion
Dean Winchester sat in the driverâs seat of the Impala, fingers drumming against the wheel. The old radio hummed a classic rock tune, but it sounded distant, like an echo from another life. Sam was in the passenger seat, eyes glued to some old book on lore, murmuring about their next hunt. Another job. Another monster. Another day in the life of the Winchesters.
Exceptâ
Except there was no book. No murmuring. No Sam.
Deanâs chest tightened. He forced himself to glance sideways, and the seat was empty. It always was.
He swallowed hard and gripped the wheel tighter. âDamn kid, always leaving me to do all the work.â His voice was rough, strained, but the joke felt familiar, something to fill the silence. He turned his eyes back to the road, refusing to look again.
If he didnât look, maybe Sam was still there.
They had a job tonight. A wendigo, deep in the Minnesota woods. But Dean couldnât shake the feeling crawling up his spine, the one that had been there for years, whispering in the back of his mind. Something was wrong.
Still, he ignored it. He had work to do.
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The cabin was dark, rotten wood creaking under his boots as he moved through the abandoned place. His flashlight flickeredâtypicalâand the shadows seemed too thick, too deep. Sam was right behind him, gun raised, always ready.
Deanâs breath came faster. âYou see anything?â
Silence.
âSam?â
Nothing.
And then, the shadows shifted. A figure stood across the room, barely visible in the dim light.
It wasnât a wendigo.
It was a man.
A man Dean recognized.
John Winchester.
Butâno, that wasnât possible. Dad had been dead for years. Hadnât he?
John stepped forward, his expression unreadable. âDean.â His voice was heavy, something between exhaustion and sorrow. âItâs time to stop.â
Dean frowned. âStop what?â His grip tightened on the knife in his hand.
Johnâs eyes flickered to the empty space beside Dean. The one Dean refused to acknowledge.
Deanâs pulse pounded. âNo, no, you donât get to do this. You donât get to act like Iâm crazy. Samâs right here.â
Johnâs face twisted with something painful. âDean.â A beat of silence. âSam died when he was six.â
The words hit Dean like a shotgun blast to the chest.
No. No, that wasnât right.
They had been hunting together for years.
Theyâd fought demons. Theyâd saved people. Theyâdâ
His breath caught. His mind reeled.
Memories surfacedâones he had buried deep, hidden beneath layers of fabricated hunts and imagined victories. He saw a hospital room, sterile white walls. His motherâs sobs. His fatherâs quiet, broken prayers.
Sam had been sick. Too sick. Too small. Too young.
There was no supernatural. No demons. No monsters.
Just a little boy who never got the chance to grow up.
And a big brother who couldnât let him go.
Dean stumbled back, the weight of the truth crushing down on him. His hands trembled, his body shaking as the cabin around him flickeredâmelted.
The Impala. The hunts. The road.
All of itâjust his mind trying to keep Sam alive.
A sob broke from his chest. He hadnât been saving people. He hadnât been hunting things.
He had been running. Running from the truth.
And now, there was nowhere left to run.
John took another step forward, his voice soft. âCome home, Dean.â
Dean squeezed his eyes shut. He could hear Samâs voice, distant now, fading like a dream upon waking.
And when he opened them againâ
He was alone.
The cabin was gone. The gun in his hand was gone.
He was standing in the middle of an empty road, the cold wind biting at his skin.
The Impala was gone.
The world was quiet.
Dean took a shuddering breath.
And for the first time in yearsâ
He had no idea where to go.
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(I won't lie I'm a horrible writer so i had a little help)
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when she says she doesnât send nudes
when guys objectify women and expect them to send nudes
when someone asks you about your nuclear plans for russia
When Russia sends you nudes
#what the fuck happened here
This is my favorite post in all of tumblr
reminder that this post is now illegal in Russia
reblog it, because Russia can´t
Thanks ObamaÂ
When Russia makes this post illegal
I HAVE ONLY SEEN THIS IN SCREENSHOTS
I will reblog this every goddamn time I find it on my dash
I have a piece of tumblr history on my blog now
What the-
I havenât seen this in about 4 years. Iâm glad itâs back.
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I'm sorry this is hilarious
How do you boop someone
So I was at target and this guy behind me just says randomly there's smut everywhere I was so shocked
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Dean's dungeon: A Safe Space for Unhinged Supernatural Fans
Listen. I donât know how you got here. Maybe you were doomscrolling. Maybe you were looking for that one gif of Dean Winchester squinting in confusion. Maybe youâve already been indoctrinated, and youâre here to deepen your faith. Regardless, welcome.
This is the official (unofficial) home of the Dean's dungeon cult at. What is it, you ask? Oh, dear traveler, let me enlighten you.
The Divine Image
Dean Winchester. The man, the myth, the legend. But nowâimagine him⌠with a pink bow. Thatâs it. Thatâs the whole religion.
A rugged, gun-slinging hunter with a tragic backstory, gruff demeanor, and a soft spot for pie? And yet, the pink bow works. It defies logic. It transcends canon. It is the ultimate symbol of dualityâof badassery and softness coexisting in perfect harmony.
Core Beliefs of the Cult
Pink Bow Dean is a lifestyle, not a phase.
The pink bow represents hope, chaos, and the fact that Dean canâand willârock any look.
We are all just side characters in the ongoing sitcom that is Deanâs life.
If you donât think this is funny, you might be possessed.
How to Join Us
1. Accept the pink bow into your heart.
2. Spread the gospel through memes, gifs, and unhinged commentary.
3. Edit a pink bow onto Deanâs head. Bonus points if you make it cursed.
4. Tag your offerings with #PinkBowDean so fellow believers can find you.
Why Does This Exist?
Because it can. Because Tumblr thrives on absurdity. Because we are all just reblogging nonsense into the void, and this nonsense happens to be Dean Winchester in a pink bow.
So, are you in? Or are you boring?
Please join if you want to
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https://www.tumblr.com/communities/deans-dungeon?source=share
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1. No Gatekeeping, No Elitism
Anyone can join. No âreal fanâ tests, no âyou have to know everything about Supernaturalâ nonsense. If you like chaos and Dean Winchester, you belong.
2. No Harassment or Bullying
No sending hate, no dogpiling, no using the cult as a way to target people. If someoneâs being toxic, donât engageâjust hit âblockâ and move on.
3. No Forced Participation
Not everyone wants to fully embrace the madness. Some people just wanna vibe with the memes without going full gremlin mode. Thatâs okay.
4. The Cult is Satirical, Not Serious
If someone starts acting like this is some actual hierarchical organization with leaders and power trips, shut that down fast. This is about having fun, not internet clout.
5. If Things Get Weird, We Burn It Down and Start Over
If the cult ever becomes toxic or gets hijacked by people taking it too far, we abandon ship. The lore shifts. The cult dies in a tragic "mystery disappearance," only to respawn in a new, purer form elsewhere.
Basically, keep it weird, keep it fun, and donât let anyone turn it into something ugly. If it stops being fun, we scatter like the wind and let the Bow rest.
Here are the official Rules of the cult (I haven't figured out the name any suggestions are greatly encouraged):
1. Wear the Mark
Your profile picture must feature Pink Bow Dean in some form. Variations and remixes are encouragedâgo wild with edits. Bonus points if it confuses outsiders.
2. Spread the Chaos
Drop random Dean-related memes, quotes, or nonsense wherever possible. If someone questions you, respond only with âThe pie has spoken.â
3. Respect the Bow
Dean Winchester may be a badass, but in this cult, he is â¨soft⨠and â¨prettyâ¨. Any attempts to remove the bow are considered blasphemy.
4. Recruitment is Encouraged
If you see someone with good vibes, invite them in. No toxicity, no gatekeepingâjust unhinged Dean worship.
5. The Pie Code
Any mention of pie must be treated with utmost seriousness. If someone asks âWhat kind of pie?â you must respond with "All pie is sacred, but cherry holds the truth."
6. Jensen Ackles is Unaware of This and Thatâs for the Best
If, by some miracle, Jensen Ackles acknowledges the cult, we must act normal. (Or at least pretend to.)
7. No ToxicityâOnly Vibes
We accept all flavors of Dean lovers: sad Dean enjoyers, feral Dean fans, Destiel shippers, Dean girlies, etc. If someone starts unnecessary drama, simply reply with âGo touch some pie.â
8. The Unspoken Rule
There is an unspoken rule. No one knows what it is, but if someone asks, just say âYou already broke it.â
9. Weekly Chaos Rituals
Every week, we must create or share at least one cursed Dean image. The weirder, the better.
10. Final Rule: Have Fun
At the end of the day, this cult exists for entertainment. Spread joy, embrace the chaos, and remember: Pink Bow Dean watches over us all.
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(I had some help with the rules but seriously whatever pfp you have is your choice)
