- Castiel: I won't fight
- Castiel: I can't fight
- Castiel: I can't help
- Castiel: I don't want to fight
- Castiel: I can't
- Castiel: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM DEAN
(Source: demivampirew, via suchalamb)
Of all the questions you might want to askabout angels, the only one you ever hearis how many can dance on the head of a pin.—-Do they fly through God’s body and come out singing?Do they swing like children from the hingesof the spirit world saying their names backwards and forwards?Do they sit alone in little gardens changing colors? [x]
(via fywingkink)
(Source: josiedokeh, via eppypeninc)
Anonymous asked: “Idjit.” Cas jerked around, eyes wide and darting around the small room, almost as if he were afraid that something would jump out from the shadows. “Bobby?”, he whispered, terrified that it might just be his imagination, another of Lucifer’s games. “I’m right here, son,” Bobby says softly. “We’ll get through this together.”
omg you did not just write me bobby/cas reunion!fic
YOU DID NOT
I CURSE YOU ANON
AND YET I ALSO BLESS YOU
‘we’ll get through this together’
JFC JUST KILL ME ALREADY
AJFKLEWF AUGHHH PAIN
WHY WOULD YOU WRITE THIS SOBBING
(Source: hiddley, via 221bakerstreetboyfriends)
#And I just find it unspeakably beautiful that Sam Winchester #the boy with the demon blood who always wanted to believe angels were watching over him #wound up watching over an angel
(Source: nothings-changed, via fuckyeah-sassy)
(Source: motherfuckinglucifer, via theadventuresofcargline)
(Source: mysweetcherrycas, via thereideffect)






