jupiterjames:

So I ran into Nerdler’s room last night with my most excited act and yelled, “guess what today is?!”

And she gets really pumped and goes, “I don’t know?!”

And I yell, “It’s FLU SHOT EVE!”

And she kicked me.

I banged my knee just now and she yelled from her room, “BET THAT FELT LIKE GETTING A FLU SHOT IN YOUR KNEE!”

I guess I just needed summer weather to end to get back in the right frame of mind to write. Waiting for dinner to cook, Nerdler is doing her thing, all the windows are open to let in that perfect mid-60’s fall breeze, and I’ve been able to write actual words for the first time in a month.

A good (literal) change of scenery worked its wonders.

eriquin:

mixgoldenphoenix:

semirahrose:

I mean.

I just want to put this out there:

By accepting Sam’s declaration that there would be no new King of Hell and by not challenging it, the demons acknowledged his authority. Sam may not be the king of Hell in name, but the hand-selected followers of the most recent contender to the throne literally would not dare to face him and fight for it.

Sam is, unofficially, the Actual Ruler of Hell.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

That awkward moment when Sam crowns himself as King when he was just trying to be bad ass and thus didn’t choose his wording properly.

Demons start coming to see him like “Okay. There’s no king. We’re not trying to become king. But there’s this problem. What do you … suggest?”

And then he realizes he just accidentally adopted a bunch of evil children. 

Dad King of Hell.

I’m actually kind of here for the Dad King of Hell.