To be fair, Castiel did tell Pam to stop seeking him out. He tried warning her.

Supernatural : A show that manages to turn some of the world’s most attractive men into these dorky goofballs.

“Cas, get out of my ass!” - Dean Winchester

I was struck with SUPER random inspiration for a fic, and now, after 6 months I’m mad again that they couldn’t have even bothered to use a single ‘Hello, Dean’ sound clip from one of the 12 seasons he was in to give them a happy en—

Fine, I’ll just go write.

Still mad tho.

Just a Pride month reminder that The CW can go fuck themselves.

They baited us along for about a decade, and ended the show with no gratification.

Making Cas’ love for Dean is NOT, I repeat, NOT making Destiel canon, and does NOT satisfy.

Destiel is NOT canon- we in the LGBTQIA+ community have just been taken advantage of for years.

Stay pissed, my friends! ✌

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A long desperate sigh filled the waiting room
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuh”
A gentle left the man’s lips soon after to be heard by no-one but himself. And if he was listening
His Angel
“Cas buddy, we need you,”

From the tense silence of the nearly empty room an older woman burst through the doors.
“Do we have a Dean?”
The man froze. It seemed in those limited seconds between question and answer every emotion passed his thoughts.
“That’s me…”
“He wants to see you.”
The man didn’t realise he’d been clenching his fists and holding his breath until he released them at the sound of ’..he wants..’

Everything was in slow motion.
Feet clattering down with each step.
Passing by each devastatingly injured person hooked up to every life support.
‘That could be him’

Every joyous, laughing person.
'I wish that was him,’

The presumed nurse stopped outside a door, and spoke gently, with kindness.
“He’s in there.”
“Thankyou,”
“My pleasure it’s always beautiful when couples re-unite in a hospital room.”
This was the last thing she’d said before walking away yet he still called after her,“ we’re not a couple, he’s my best friend.”
Suddenly it felt odd to call him a best friend but he dismissed the feeling and entered the room.

“Hey buddy,”
“Dean it’s you,”
“Yep, in the flesh and blood,”
“But the question is.. How are you cas?”
“Tired.”
“Seems reasonable,”
“How are you and Sam?”

“Me? I’m good, just keepin’ goin’. Sam? Well he’s the best he’s been in years, right now he’s huntin anything and everything whe can find.”

The only thing filling the silence was a brief chuckle from cas then the steady noise of the heart machine.

“Cas did you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“And… Well you know we need you…”
“Of course Dean..”

Both of them shuffled around awkwardly. Uncommon for Dean. Very common for castiel.

“I know you need me more than Sam. I know you should be saying 'I need you’”

“Cas what do you mean?”
He heard no answer and slowly raised his head from staring at his shoes and looked at castiel.
He had gone limp and his beautiful eyes had closed.

“Cas, cas buddy wake up, we need you!”

There was no reaction or visible change however the heart monitor began to slow..
“NURSE! WE NEED A NURSE IN HERE!”
Seconds later they came crashing in, four or five of them. Straight to his bedside.

“NO! CAS! WE NEED YOU COME ON,”

He dropped closer to the bed and spoke softly to him one last time,“Castiel. Baby. I need you.” “I Need You Now.”
But his attempts were in vain and the heart machine simply stopped.

“No no no no no this can’t happen. I need you. Baby I love you..”

When you go through your likes on tumblr and it’s all Dean Winchester from Supernatural.

And we love you Misha

If it’s not you, it’s not anyone