February 2012
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I'll be probably ignored but...
hai guys! I want to partecipate to wincestweek and so, here I am…if you want me to liveblog a scene (which is honestly what I think I do marginally better), or write a drabble, send prompts and requests here
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imrollingmyeyes replied to your post
si ecco, in più è SEMPRE andato e proprio adesso mi muore! continuo a cercare di inserire ogni combinazione dei loro nomi ma mi dice che ci sono già, e allora perchè di grazia mi mostri i post?
Guarda non me lo chiedere -.- e non me ne frega una mazzafionda di quanto sono bellissimerrimi e commoventerrimi (ed aggiungo anche: pezzotterrimi) NON LI VOGLIO SULLA...
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it also helped if people TAGGED their posts….-__-
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We’re gonna hit Gambon like a fucking train
– Matt Smith on Top Gear (via evil-little-dinosaur)
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Does OTP stand for “Oh, The Pain”?
Yes…of course, now you figure it out?
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aliceyourelate:
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[On Matt Smith] “No really, clumsiest man on earth. He walks like he’s in constanst state of surprise of his own limbs. There was the top secret, very special, extra read through for episode 10 and Matt came striding in with a GUITAR ON HIS BACK. I have honestly never seen a whole roomful of people flatten themselves against the wall with such a high pitched...
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FANFIC: The Last Year at Harvelle's
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Set within/read first: Closing Time. Deathfic, implied Wincest, post-Series.
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“I didn’t trade in my soul,” Sam told him once they were back in the rental car. “If that’s what you’re thinking.”
“I’m not thinkin’ anything,” Dean said quietly, but he was relieved.
It was Hoodoo, after all. Not Hell.
Dean slumped in shotgun, honestly too weak to drive. He could’ve gotten pissed. He...
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