I'm Telling You Right Now If You're Pro Life And Don't Believe People With A Uterus Should Have A Choice

it is also worth noting that this will be used to cover up the inaction on the cost of living crisis. expect a bunch of "uk coming together to mourn the queen" bullshit soon when families are choosing between heating their homes and feeding their kids

Amen to that. Castiel is one of the most important characters in the show.

Do you ever think about how not once in supernatural’s 11 seasons has anyone ever managed large-scale save-the-world exploits without Castiel being involved?

Arguably the most salient and pivotal decision made by any character of the show in terms of changing the fate of world: Castiel’s rebellion against Heaven.

What if everything were exactly the same except for this decision? Lilith would have died, and Lucifer would have risen still. No one else would have taken Dean out of the green room to Chuck or that church Sam and Ruby were in. Who else did Dean have on his side? Anna was dead, Crowley or Bobby were in no position to help. Heaven would’ve had Dean, Ruby and Lucifer would’ve had Sam as early as 4.22. 

Even accounting for the fact that god put Sam and Dean on that plane, they were found by Zachariah later in that very same episode, and it was Cas who saved their hides.

This is without even mentioning season 6 (Godstiel debacle or not, Cas was the only one with a viable plan to stop Raphael - and he did), or the season 7 finale where Dick couldn’t have been identified without him.

Expendable my ass. Castiel has been vital in saving the universe three times - at the very least. He might not have done it alone, but it couldn’t have been done without him.

I love my son and am so proud of him :’’)

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!!

I want to write for Clark Kent (Henry Cavill) and possibly Walter Marshall, August Walker and Sherlock Holmes too. If anyone has any ideas they want to share then feel free to do so. Need more inspiration.

So true.

I haven't.

Reblog if you honestly have NEVER sent anon hate.

It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this

It was about 21 years ago today that we lost Prue Halliwell, one of my fav charmed sisters. Rip Prue. You are still missed 💔

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...

This statement is brilliant, cogent, concise and 100% accurate. And yet, millions of Americans will again vote for him for President. That fact is beyond sad.

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.