Fallingfromheaven17 - Dannie's Random Blog

with all the shit JK Rowling had just said about trans women, and with the new Fantastic Beasts trailer dropping, reminder to NOT go see that movie, or buy merch, or watch that stupid "return to hogwarts" shit, and instead, consider donating a dollar or two to a financially struggling trans woman this holiday season, or to a charity dedicated to helping trans people, such as Gendered Intelligence or Mermaids

Tips That Can Save Your Kid’s Life.

Wow, wait, is this real cause this needs to happen for everyone (mostly women and young girl's)

This is glorious and even thought it doesn’t fit in the range of all the paranormal, I MUST share

It works like this: You tell Kitestring that you’re in a dangerous place or situation, and give it a time frame of when to check in on you. If you don’t reply back when it checks your status, it’ll alert your emergency contacts with a custom message you set up.

It doesn’t require you to touch anything (like bSafe) or shake your phone (like Nirbhaya) to send the distress signal. Kitestring is smarter, because it doesn’t need an action to alert people, it needs inaction.

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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".

Fuck haters. They can crawl under a rock.

Reblog if you are grateful for Jared

Proving a point to some Jared haters, who are out there, that Jared has an army of people who care and love him who are standing with him.

This is uh, not great.

People begging for money again 😡

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Waiting for him

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...

Yes!!!!

Reblog if you find Misha Collins attractive

I’m trying to prove a point to a friend