I Hope Prince Charles Drops Dead The Day Before His Coronation And They Use The Stupid Fucking Coronation

This is my fight song

Summary: Castiel breaks up with you to protect you but he can't quite seem to stay away from you. He sees you again months later only, he doesn't like what he sees... Chapter 1: Heartbroken "You can't do this. Not to me," you pleaded weakly, lips trembling. It was a fight just to hold back the tears in your red, watery eyes as he stood before you cold and unmoving. "I'm doing what needs to be done. This whole relationship should never have begun in the first place. I'm an Angel, your human, it can never work. You should move on because I don't need you." You could feel yourself breaking a little more with those words. He didn't need you? No, he was lying. He had to be. He loved you. If you could just get him to open up and tell you what was wrong then maybe..."Cas-" "Castiel," he interrupted, sounding almost resentful. His usually soft blue eyes were now blank and devoid of any feeling. "Why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong?" You whispered. You no longer bothered to hold back the tears. You wanted him to see how much he was hurting you. "Goodbye," he said before turning and vanishing without another word. You stared at the spot where he once stood and fell to the floor, sobbing loudly when you realized he truly wasn't coming back. Dean was the one who found you. He crouched down and wrapped his arms around you in comfort. "Hey, what's wrong?" You sniffed tearfully and looked up into a pair of concerned green eyes. "Cas...broke up...with me," you grabbed his shoulders and buried your face into him. "He left me, Dean. He left me." Dean had to swallow back his anger towards the Angel. You weren’t the kind to willingly break down so easily in front of another but you needed him now and that took priority over everything else. Slipping an arm underneath you, he picked you up with ease and carried you back to your room, ignoring the questioning look on Sam’s face as you both passed him. He set you down and layer next to you until you finally cried yourself to sleep. His hands clenched. That Angel had a lot to answer for. You left the bunker not long after that against the wishes of the Winchesters. There was just no point in staying there. Your relationship was over and it was just too painful to stick around especially when you knew he would still pop in now and again to help the Winchesters. You couldn't deal with the pain of seeing him, the constant reminders that you weren't together anymore and the awkwardness of being in the same room in a sort of tired silence after he so cruelly broke your heart was unbearable. Neither brother wanted to see you go but it was better for everyone in the long run. You needed to purge yourself of your feelings for Castiel and you knew if you stayed it would only be a matter of time before certain questions haunting you would accidentally be released. Questions you knew you didn't want the answers to. Did he still think about you the way you did with him? Did he ask after you? Did he wonder where you were and what you were doing? Had he moved on? Did he ever actually love you or was it all pretend? Getting over him was so hard. You tried everything you could to get him out of your head and your heart but so far, it was having little affect. You tried going out and picking strangers up but that was only a temporary fix. You always felt worse afterwards and the wounds on your heart never seemed to heal. You tried forgetting him completely but that didn't last long. No matter what you did, you just couldn't forget. During the day, you still hunted but you were a silent shadow of yourself. At night you would cry yourself to sleep and wake up to nightmares. Over the next few weeks, your mood dampened, your patience grew thin and you could barely muster up the will to interact with people much less hunt and save them. It didn't help that you could still sort of feel Castiel's presence around you once or twice. But that was rediculus, wasn't it? After all, he left you. The presence left as quickly as it came so you put it down to your imagination and left it at that. Now if only you could convince your heart to do the same...

don’t kill yourself. you need to see elon musk’s downfall first

This is pissing me off. I'm on Castiel x reader, and all I'm getting is Dean Winchester shit. Wtf? Tag your shit correctly. It's not that fucking hard!!

Trying to paint people out to be lazy or whatever. Ridiculous.

The history of corporate propaganda.

'Nobody wants to work' fails to mention the poverty wages and horrible workplaces.

Reframe the narrative: Capitalists refuse to pay thriving wages.

Yeah. Can't use the whole 'she was asking for it' or 'she was showing (whatever)' anymore. It happens cos some people don't give a shit about how their actions affect others lives and can't keep it in their pants

I dont care what gender you are. I dont care what sexual preference you have. I dont care what country you live in. I dont care if this isn’t your “blog theme”. If you dont reblog this, I will judge you. Forever.

cc:

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He's mine!

Summary: Another girl flirts with your boyfriend, Castiel then tells you he can do better. Your response is to put the bitch in her place and claim what’s yours.

Warning: Some swearing, attempted bullying and body shaming?

Pairing: Castiel/Reader

One shot. Don’t ever let anyone else make you feel ashamed about your body or inferior. If they give it then give it back harder.

You weren’t the kind to go out clubbing or bars. You preferred to stay in, reading books or kissing your boyfriend, Castiel. Castiel was an Angel and being an Angel, he had perks and advantages you found he loved to use on you. Tonight however, you and Cas decided to join the Winchesters at a bar after a successful hunt.

When you got there, you and Cas went to find a table while the boys went straight to the bar to order the drinks. You rested your head on Cas’s shoulder, his fingers running through your hair. You sighed in contentment. Feeling the urge to take a leak, you got up and turned to him. “I’ll be back in a minute. I just need to go to the bathroom, okay?”

He smiled softly at you. “Okay.”

Five minutes later and you were done. You exited the bathroom and looked up only to frown at the sight you see. Your frown turns into a scowl. There with a hand on your boyfriend, was a girl with a bad dye job....and she was touching your boyfriend!

The nerve of her! Who the hell does she think she is? You fumed. You stormed over there until you stood directly behind her. Castiel’s eyes widened at the sight of a pissed off you. You coughed to get her attention and said, “Um, do you mind not touching my boyfriend?” You weren’t outright rude....not yet, but the warning was clear. Don’t touch what’s mine.

The girl turned around and eyed you up and down in distaste. You gritted your teeth and forced yourself not to do something stupid…like knock the stupid tart out. “Your boyfriend? Please, don’t make me laugh. He can do so much better than to go for someone like you. You’re not even pretty, you got no sense of style and seriously? Don’t kid yourself sweetie. I'm way better than you, have a body to die for, I mean, c’mon! Look at yourself!”

By now the Winchesters had returned and were standing nearby awkwardly with wide eyes and pale faces. Uh oh. They had heard what she said and were now waiting for your response. They knew from first hand experience that you often got vicious towards other girls when they tried it on with Cas, especially when you tell them he’s already taken and they’re stupid enough to keep trying.

This time was no different 

You growled furiously and grabbed her arm. A loud slap resounded and she stared at you in shock, holding her now red cheek. But you weren’t done. Not by a long shot. “And just who the fuck are you to talk to me like that? You don’t know me nor do you know him cause if you did then you’d know you’re wasting your time since he’d never go out with a nasty ass bitch like you. We’re together and we love each other very much and no one is gonna get in the way of that. You’re pathetic! Look at yourself. Only desperate, pathetic tramps go after someone else’s boyfriend or girlfriend while they’re with someone else. You’re nothing but a low class whore thinking you’re better than other girls when in reality, you’re nothing but trash!” You took a threatening step towards her and said condescendingly, “Sweetie, I suggest for your sake that you find someone else that will look at something disgusting like you twice, to play with. Or things are about to get ugly. He's mine!”

The girl glared at you in embarrassment and anger but you refused to back down. You barely noticed the silence and tension as the others watched the scene unfold. You were to busy being territorial. He was yours damnit and you protected what was yours. Simple.

The girl seemed to realize no one was going to help her, so with an angry huff she stomped off. You stared after her with a victory smirk before turning back to Castiel and grabbing his blue tie and pulling him towards you, lips crashing together in a harsh kiss. Castiel moaned into your mouth, his hands instantly going to your hips. He pulled you onto his lap and deepened the kiss, making you groan in pleasure. Your hands tangled in his dark hair and pulled hard.

“Who do you belong to?” You demanded.

His eyes went wide and he groaned. “Y-you.”

“You got that right.” You turned to Sam and Dean who looked straight-up uncomfortable. “I don’t know about you guys but Cas and I are going back to the bunker. It seems Cas needs to learn his lesson about who it is he belongs to.” Castiel licked his lips, eyes wide and dilated in lust while the boys exchanged grossed out looks.

A moment later, you both vanished.

We need more men like him

Vile pieces of shit. Especially the rapist. All of it is disgusting. All cos some pathetic bitch got jealous.

Jennifer Daugherty went to a friend’s house to sleep, but her friends had other ideas. They tortured her for a day and a half before voting to kill her. Jennifer Daugherty was stabbed to death on February 11, 2010, and her body was later discovered wrapped in Christmas decorations in a garbage can.

The Horrible Death Of Jennifer Daugherty

Jennifer Daugherty was a 30-year-old mentally disabled woman from Mount Pleasant, Pennsylvania, with a brain like that of a small child. She hadn’t ever imagined that what she was taking as an invitation for a sleepover at a friend’s house was going to convert into a two-day-long torture session for her, which would result in her death and her body being dumped in a trash bin.

Who was Jennifer Daugherty?

Jennifer was a very sweet, friendly, and kind merely 30-year-old woman who suffered from a mental disability since her birth, and thus it made her have a personality that of a child. Very trusting and friendly. She believed everyone in the world was good and didn’t even know how to doubt someone’s intentions.

She lived in Mount Pleasant in Pennsylvania with her mother Denise Murphy, stepfather Bobby Murphy. She also had a sister named Joy Burkholder.

According to Jennifer’s mother, she loved to dance and sing and was very easy-going with everybody around her. Thus, she made friends easily.

As per the recollections from her family, Jennifer traveled to Greensburg, which was about 15-km away from her home in Mount Pleasant, by bus for her dental and counseling appointments.

While in Greensburg, she met her new group of friends at a community center. It was at the invitation of these friends, that Jennifer went to Peggy Darlene Miller’s apartment on the 10th of February in 2010. She told her family about her plans for the sleepover, and that the following morning she was going to go to her doctor’s appointment and then return home to Mount Pleasant.

What happened on the day of the incident?

Jennifer’s family recollected that, as per what she had told her family, Jennifer had recently made a new bunch of friends in Greensburg. She seemed happy and trusting of them. She told her family about the sleepover that she had been invited to. On the morning of the incident, Daugherty wrote a small note to her mother which said, “I hope that you will have a good day at work, and I also love you very much. I will talk to you sometime later.”

She left her house in Mount Pleasant with her stepfather, who dropped her at the bus station, where she planned on catching a bus to Greensburg. She had kissed her father’s cheek as goodbye and that was the last time, her family recollects, that they ever saw her again.

The Torture of Jennifer Daugherty

When she arrived at the apartment of Peggy Miller, her other ‘supposed friends’ were also there: Robert Loren Masters Jr, Ricky Smyrnes, Melvin Knight, Amber Meidinger, and Angela Marinucci.

As the investigation reports revealed later, Angela Marinucci was an old acquaintance of Jennifer. She had known Angela for years, and the duo often spoke on calls and exchanged text messages.

But upon her arrival at the apartment, things were not the way Jennifer had hoped for. For over a day and a half, Jennifer was subjected to horrific and violent beatings with a towel rail, a crutch, and a vacuum cleaner hose. The group of people ignored her continuous questions about why they were doing this to her. They continued to torture her in turns.

According to the account of Amber Meldinger, the group snatched her purse and stole her money and phone. Her head was shaved by the group, her face painted with nail polish. She was repeatedly hit on the head with lemonade bottles, while she was forced to drink a concoction of dangerous fluids, urine, detergent, cooking oil, crushed medicines, nail polish, and spices. Jennifer begged them to stop as her eyes were burning, but her pleas went unheard.

Amber Meidinger later testified that Daugherty was made to strip naked and forcibly hidden in an attic in the bedroom of the same apartment. She also let the authorities know that she saw Melvin Knight raping Jennifer on the floor, while she was gagged by a sock in her mouth.

The Murder of Jennifer Daugherty

After this was continued for a day and a half, the group grew bored with the repetitive torture and held a “family meeting” to decide about what to do with Daugherty. They voted on the decision to kill Jennifer. Meidinger said that both Ricky Smyrnes and Melvin Knight tied her up with Christmas lights. Melvin Knight then stuck Jennifer in the chest and her side with a steak knife brutally. When they found that she was still alive, they continued the attack and choked her by pulling on the Christmas lights tied around her neck.

Jennifer daugherty's killers

Meindinger continued that Ricky Smyrnes made Daugherty write a suicide note that was put in her back pocket, and her wrists were slashed to make it look like a suicide note.

How was Daugherty’s body discovered?

The group of friends and Jenifer’s murderers decided to dump her brutalized body in a trash can on the parking lot of a nearby school called Greensburg Salem Middle School. It was on February 11th, 2010, that a truck driver noticed a Christmas tree in the trash can and discovered Jennifer’s body wrapped up to look like a Christmas tree.

Daugherty’s dead body was found in a very dire state, with her face full of nail polish paint, her head shaved and her wrist slashed.

Why did the group of charged criminals torture Jennifer Daugherty?

When the authorities questioned the group of abusers about their reasons for torturing and murdering Jennifer, it was later revealed that Angela Marinucci had overheard her boyfriend Smyrnes talking on her the phone with Jennifer, and she grew jealous, and it was from there that the plan for her torture and murder began.

Where are the abusers now?

After the trial of Jennifer’s abusers was completed, it resulted in Angela Marinucci being given a life sentence even after her having committed first-degree murder because she was 17 at the time of the incident.

Ricky Smyrnes and Melvin Knight were sentenced to death. Peggy Darlene Miller was given imprisonment of 35-74 years, and Amber Meidinger a 40 to 80 years in prison for third-degree murder.

Robert Masters was sentenced to 30-70 years in prison for third-degree murder, kidnapping, and conspiracy of murder. As per the records, Joy Burkholder, Daugherty’s sister, was heard to say after the sentencing, “My biggest regret was forcing Jennifer to act as an adult, I would go back and do many things differently.”