Dean: The Ocean is a soup.
Sam:
Sam: Do elaborate.
Dean: What is needed for something to be a soup?
Sam: Erm... Water, salt, some form of vegetable, and personally I prefer some meat in mine.
Dean: *Tilts head*
Sam: The Ocean is a Soup.
Dean: The Ocean is a Soup.
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Sam: Dean is not answering his phone.
Cas: Let me try.
Charlie: Sam and I have already tried four times each, what makes you think—
Dean, answering after the first ring: Hello?
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Charlie: YOLT!
Dean: Yolt?
Charlie: You only live twice.
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[At a graveyard]
Micheal: *puts a hand on Lucifer’s headstone* how could you do this to me?
Micheal, sobbing: We’re so understaffed
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(Before finding out about bullets with a devils trap on them)
Sam Winchester: Are you really planning to shoot the demon?
Dean Winchester: Don't worry, it's a holy gun.
Sam Winchester (skeptical but curious): How so?
Dean Winchester (making direct eye contact): It makes holes.
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Sam: I spy with my little eye, Something that starts with an ‘s’.
Jack: Salt? A snake?
Gabriel: sand?
Dean and Castiel: [Staring at each other from a distance]
Gabriel: Sexual tension.
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Crowley: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinny-sin-sinned.
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Dean: Look, I know you think my judgment is clouded because I might like Cas a little bit.
Sam: *holding Dean’s notebook* You doodled your wedding invitation.
Dean: No, that’s our joint tombstone.
Sam: My mistake.
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Dean: In high school, the rich kids would make fun of me for wearing the same two shirts over and over.
Dean: I swore when I grew up, I'd have a flannel for every day of the week.
Dean: And I do. By God I do.
Crowley: *rolls his eyes*
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Sam: Cas isn‘t answering his phone
Dean: I’ll call
Sam: Bobby and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Cas: Hello?
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[they get lost on the road]
Sam: Let's look at Dean's directions
Jo: Okay. "I-43 to Highway 60. Head east when it gets different." 'When it gets different.' What the hell does that mean?
Sam: Wait. Let me see that. "Go a ways past the… fancy thing… and turn left at the ugly house."
Jo: [sarcastically] Oh, well, if the "fancy thing's" a dead cow, then we're almost there!
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Cas: Are we dating?
Dean, choking on his drink: No— NO!
Cas: But you called me baby and sunshine this morning—
Dean: You’re my friend. I call all my friends that.
Crowley, in the distance, through tears: YOU NEVER CALL ME THAT!
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Lucifer: ya I’ll have an iced coffee with 8 shots of espresso, 12 sugars and-
Micheal: holy fuck just do a line
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