Waiting For Him

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I feel lonely out here in this desert

Hi! To answer your question about why Rhaenyra didn't refuse Alicent's "request" (and Tumblr won't let me directly reply to you😤) Rhaenyra didn't want to give Alicent the satisfaction of refusing to see her, it's why she tried to refuse Laenor's help at first, she did not want Alicent to see her in pain.

Sorry. Only just saw this. Don't know why it won't let you reply to me.

I never did get why idiots didn't spell it out properly in tages. Like, why tag it as R@pe or R4p3??

What the fuck is this??????????

Folks: you CANNOT censor trigger tags. When you block a tag, it doesn't block other "spellings" of it. Writing it as "r@pe" or "r4p3" means that someone who has "tw rape" as a blocked tag will still see that post because you didn't wanna say the word rape. You are hurting people. Do not censor words, because people do not have those filtered out.

And honestly if you can't even write the word rape to protect other people then you probably aren't old/mature enough to be on this website.

Irish, Scottish, and other colonized people watching the British news feed today.

Love hurts

You were a hunter who tended to expect the unexpected but even you didn't expect to see him after all this time. Castiel. You met Castiel years ago after Sam and Dean introduced you to each other and you had hit off right away. It was a while before the Angel admitted feeling something for you. You were together for a while before he ended it. You remember being devastated and hurt beyond repair as he told you he didn't want to be with you anymore, that it was interfering with his mission - you were interfering with his mission. It was totally unexpected so you hadn't been prepared for it. The hurt on your face must have shown because his eyes instinctively softened and he reached out to you but you ducked away from his touch and ran away. You hadn't seen him since. You never went back. You just left without a word, ditching your phones and cards so you couldn't be traced. You stopped praying and hunted alone. It happened at a bar. At first, you refused to date, refused to sleep with anyone else but over time you realized you couldn't put your life on hold anymore. Your relationship was over and you owed him nothing. You were free to do whatever or whoever you wanted. So you did. You always made sure it was only physical when you were with someone. When you arrived at the bar, you didn't bother to look around, choosing instead to walk up to the bar. The man behind the bar smiled. "What will it be sweetheart?" You smiled back. "Double vodka, please." The man turned his back to you to prepare your drink. "Comin right up." You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to see who it was. The guy was cute with dark hair and brown eyes. You gave a seductive smile. "See something you like cutie?" Surprisingly, the man blushed shyly. He gestured to the chair beside you. "May I?" Your smile softened. You loved a man with manners. "Sure." "What's your name? I'm Mike." "Y/N." "It's nice to meet you, Y/N." Castiel sighed for the hundredth time. He really didn't want to go to a bar and get 'laid' as Dean called it. He missed you. It had been about a year since he last saw you. He honestly hadn't expected you to run away and not come back but you had. After realizing he drove you away permanently, he did everything he could to find you so he could bring you back but he never did find you. Sam and Dean had tried to help but you were smart and ditched everything you had so you couldn't be found. The worst part was that you'd stopped praying to him. It left him feeling empty and lonely. His eyes swept the room and he froze, his blood ran cold. There sitting on a chair at the bar was you. And you were with another man. He watched as you smiled and laughed, your eyes soft. His heart sank and he stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do. This was the moment he had been waiting for but now that the moment was finally there he didn't know what to do. Dean stopped next to him. "Cas? What's wrong with you?" Castiel said nothing but pointed at you. They turned to look and were surprised to see you. "Y/N?" Sam whispered. Dean's eyes darkened in both anger and worry. Unfortunately, anger won out and Castiel wanted to hide as he stalked over to you. "Y/N!" You froze at the sound of a very familiar voice. You closed your eyes and hoped with everything you had that Castiel wasn't with him. Your heart sank when you saw your hope wasn't answered. You stiffened, causing Mike to look at you curiously. You turned to him and gave a fake smile. "Sorry to cut this short but I have to leave. I'll be here tomorrow though," you added hopefully. Mika chuckled and leaned in to kiss your cheek. "No problem. See you tomorrow." You watched as he left the bar before getting to your feet and walking past them impassively. You rolled your eyes as Dean grabbed you by the arm. "What?!" Dean's eyes narrowed dangerously. "What the hell were you thinking?! Leaving like that. You do realize we were looking for you for ages, right?" You shrugged. You didn't ask them to look. They should have known when Castiel told them what happened. That was why you hadn't felt guilty over it. "And what about Cas?" Your eyes hardened and you yanked your arm out of his grip. "What about him?" You sneered. "He was looking everywhere for you." You scoffed bitterly. "Really? I find that hard to believe. And even if he did I couldn't care less. What he does is not my problem. Not anymore." You gave one last cold look at him before storming out of the bar, leaving Dean confused. "Alright, spill it!" Dean barked at Castiel. The Angel looked anywhere but at him. "Spill what?" "Why did Y/N act like she was surprised we were looking for her? And why didn't she believe you were looking? She said she doubted it. What did she mean?" Castiel stayed silent. "Cas, man. We can't help you until you tell us what's going on," Sam said sympathetically. "I told her I didn't want to be with her anymore. I told her she was interfering with my mission. She ran away and I haven't seen her since," he admitted. Dean was furious. "Are you serious?! You said that? Well, no wonder she left and didn't wanna be found. This would have been good to know before." Castiel's head snapped up. "Why? So you could stop looking for her?" He demanded angrily. "You would have liked that, wouldn't you?" "I'M not the one that threw her away like trash!" Dean spat back. "I did it to protect her," Castiel argued weakly. Dean snorted. "Some protection. You DO realize for all we knew she could have been captured, tortured or killed by now. And all cause she ran away and we wouldn't have known." Castiel's jaw clenched but he didn't say anything. The older Winchester was right. He saw that now but it was too late. He didn't think you would take him back. Not now. He stepped back, his eyes glistening with unshed tears and he vanished without another word.

I didn't know this! What a man. All that, and in the end, it was a bullet that got him.

i learned that Abraham Lincoln was kicked in the head by a horse at age 9, almost severed a thumb with an axe, got frostbite on his feet, clubbed on the head during a robbery, had malaria and smallpox, and experienced the death of his mother, sister, and 2 sons. He suffered from melancholy(clinical depression) (x)

All about us

Summary: You and Cas share a night together only for him to tell you it was a mistake the next day but the damage is already done. You are now pregnant and alone so you do what you think is the best thing and leave. Will you be able to raise a child single handedly? How will you react when Cas accidentally finds you again?

You lay on your bed, tears splashing down your cheeks. It had been a few weeks since that night with Castiel and since then you'd discovered two things. 1. Castiel was ignoring you and 2. You were pregnant. If you'd known how much pain he'd cause you, you never would have spent the night with him. It had been the best night ever for you. Castiel had been nothing but passionate and attentive to you the whole time which only made you love him more. But the next day, he'd been distant and cold, telling you it had been nothing more than a mistake, leaving you in tears as he left without a word.

Your heart shattered further when he made a point to ignore you whenever you were in the same room together. It broke your heart and brought forth questions from the boys that you didn't want to answer. But now you had no choice. You were pregnant with his child and there was nothing you could do about it. So now you had your face buried in your lap as you wept. Your hormones were out of control, you were sick almost every day and you were either tearful all the time or snappy. A knock on your door startled you and you looked up. You quickly wiped your face and opened it.

Big mistake. It was Castiel.

Pain turned to anger and you couldn't help but glare at him. You could see the surprise in his eyes at the sight of you and you guessed you looked a right mess but you didn't care. It was his fault and yet you were having to deal with it all alone. "What?" You snarled.

Castiel blinked at you. "Dean told me to get you," he replied stiffly. "They have a hunt."

You rolled your eyes at him. The boys didn't know you were pregnant since you hadn't told anyone. You'd seen first hand how Castiel was reacting towards you so how badly would he react to the baby? Would he make you get an abortion? Probably, since relationships between humans and Angels were forbidden for exactly this reason. They were considered abominations to be killed - probably along with the mother. No, you weren't going to tell him. But since you were pregnant, that meant you couldn't just go out risking your life anymore. No more hunts, no more risking your life, no more near deaths. "Well, you can tell him I'm not going," you snapped and moved to slam the door on his face but Castiel was faster.

"What's wrong with you?"

"None of your fucking business!" I growled. As far as I was concerned I owed him nothing. "Now move!"

His eyes narrowed and it looked like he wanted to say something but instead he closed his mouth and walked away.

It was almost two months into the pregnancy when I realized I had to leave the bunker and the Winchesters. God knows what would happen to me when Castiel or the Angels found out. The bunker was protected but I couldn't stay in here forever. Sooner or later I would have to leave and that's when they'd most likely attack. I hated to admit it but Sam and Dean were supernatural magnets. They both attracted all sorts of creatures - mostly evil ones in their case and I couldn't take that risk. It wasn't just about me now, I also had to think of my baby. My baby that was growing inside of me. The thought of motherhood scared me especially since I was now a single mother soon to raise a child on her own. I doubted Castiel would help me. Not with how he'd been treating me anyway. It was there and then that I decided.

I would leave that night.

Dude has a death wish

That excuse doesn't work out for two reasons: 1. Why tf was he aiming for an autistic person in the first place? And 2. You're an officer. Shouldn't you have better aim?? Last I checked, you can't have weapons if you can't aim properly.

TW: Police Brutality

Police officers claiming to support "autism awareness" is one of the worst examples of performative allies in existence.

The murder of Philando Castile showed that police officers are legally allowed to give unclear instructions and kill people who don't understand them.

There was another police officer who shot a caregiver of an autistic person and literally used the excuse that he was aiming for the autistic person as a defense.

Until you make sure pigs who would even consider doing something that evil are not welcome anywhere near the police force, don't you fucking dare pretend you care about "autism awareness".