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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
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Hinduism is a peaceful religion, that’s why I don’t eat meat! I just jerk off to civilian deaths (including children) in Pakistan and call for their indiscriminate murder <3
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Indians, do not let propaganda media or "civillian death" make you feel guilty. Unlike Paxtan who targeted schools, gurudwaras and hospitals at Poonch, our missiles were only fired at terrorist hideouts and civillian areas were completely avoided, rest is collateral. Do not forget that this attack was pure retaliation to Pahalgam and many other attacks.
DO NOT FALL FOR "INDIA STARTED THIS" BS.
Over 40 terrorist attacks since 1956, these bastards had it coming.
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India, Pakistan, and 75 Years of Conflict
There has been a great deal of misinformation on the site in regards to the recent conflicts between India and Pakistan, many of them are unthinkably moronic takes and are quite frankly offending. Now, I'll make it clear -- I am Indian, born and bred, and proud (not of the current governement's actions, but I support all the attacks on terrorism even though I fear how the Modi Administration might use this terrorism to terrorise Indian Muslims, as Rajiv Gandhi used his mother's death -- not supporting that either, unlike some people -- to terrorise Indian Sikhs not so long ago) of my country. That being said, I would like to approach peace with Pakistan, with the only issue being that none of us can find it within ourselves to trust Pakistan after so much strife, much of it caused by them. And again, my opinions on the matter and my (not blind, exactly) loyalty to my country may make me sound biased. I will welcome all arguments against any of my opinions (only opinions; I'm not gonna waste my time if someone tries to subvert historical facts in entertaining their moronic fantasies), though I won't promise anything even in that regards. Now, India and Pakistan were cut from the same cloth -- more literally, in this case. Both nations attained freedom from British colonialism and were divided from British India into the Dominions of Pakistan and India (later, the Islamic Republic of Pakistan and the Republic of India) in August 1947.
The Partition of India
The basis on which British India was divided was religion. Yes, that's right for the imbeciles in the back, preaching this whole thing is about territories, not religion, when it's about both. It's about territories based on religion, let's not kid ourselves. Hell, according to some sources, the name Pakistan is derived from an acronym of the territories that the supporters of the Pakistan Movement wanted to create a new country from. So, these territories were drawn based on the population of the majority religion of that area. This meant that areas of Muslim-Majority (such as Balochistan, the North Western Frontier Province, Sindh, etc.) were granted to Pakistan.
The issue with this was that two provinces had equal majorities of Muslims and Non-Muslims -- Punjab and Bengal. These had to be partitioned further, but the territories weren't officially released until after independence (this was deliberate on part of the British Colonial Government, shocker, they'd known there would be problems and decided they'd let bigger problems happen AFTER they'd washed their hands of these damned South Asians) which meant many people were on the wrong side of the border. These states saw some of the worst of the communal violence, which soured relations between the two nations. Muslims killed Hindus and Sikhs, and Hindus and Sikhs killed Muslims. They kidnapped women, raped and mutilated them, forcefully converted them and then married them. This was done to and by all religions involved -- no one was innocent and no one was spared. Not a good note to start diplomatic relations on, not to mention the everlasting trauma and how the public of both countries felt about each other. Now, aside from this, another fucking problem the British left us with -- especially, the British Royal Family's beloved fucking Lord "Dickie" Mountbatten, That Cunt -- was the Lapse of Paramouncy. Essentially, India also had numerous Princely States of various sizes ruled by local royalty whose family originally ruled these states; they were known as "Princes" to the British Monarchs as well as Paramounts. There were 565 of these states. The Lapse of Paramountcy meant these states were automatically freed and had a choice to join either India or Pak, or remain free. Oh, wait, I didn't make it sound like the people of these states had a choice, right? My bad. The MONARCHIC RULERS of these states could decide to join India, Pakistan or go free. Anyway, so what happened next was a race between India (represented by Sardar Vallabhbhai "Iron Man of India" Patel and Mr. V.K. "Not Paid Enough For This Shit" Menon) and Pakistan (represented by Mohummad Ali Jinnah) to convince the rulers of these territories to join their respective nations. Where diplomacy didn't work with the rulers, they took public opinion, and where public opinion was squashed, they called in the army (there was also that fiasco in Manipur I would suggest my fellow Indians read up on, because it's important to acknowledge that what we did to Manipur then was WRONG and it might have been part of the reason why things are so shitty now).
Kashmir
Anyway, then came the issue of Kashmir. Previously, in the case of Hyderabad (where the Army got involved because the ruler of the state was a bitchass skank), India had decided to gain the state as part of their territory by public referendum (which passed in their favour cause, again, the ruler called the Nizam was a bitchass skank who terrorised his own people). Now, Kashmir was ruled by a Hindu ruler (incompetent in more than one way), but had a Muslim majority. Reminder: most of the people in leadership of these two nations were the OG Freedom Fighters. And most of the OG Freedom Fighters were lawyers (middle-class zindabad). And you know what lawyers love? Precedents. Hyderbad had set a precedent that it was the public opinion that mattered, even if everyone gave more value to the ruler's choice (democracy, my ASS, but we get there eventually and I think that's beautiful even though we suck at it at times -- hey, at least India's not ruled by it's military, whoops). Except, none of that mattered because Raja Hari Singh could not, for the love of God, make a decision. He wanted an independent Kashmir, but he decided to play hard to get. Now, if we speak for the Janta (trans. People/Citizens) of Kashmir, let's talk political parties. The primary political party of Kashmir was the National Conference, led by Mr. Omar Abdullah. They wanted to join India, but also demanded special status for Kashmir. Also, Omar Abdullah was friends with Jawaharlal Nehru of the Indian National Congress. Yes, first Prime Minister of India Jawaharlal Nehru, but despite that he did put Kashmir first which also put his ass in jail much, much later. So, I guess, his heart was with Kashmir's self-interests first and foremost and we should respect that even if he fucked up many, many times (not as consistently as Mr. Nehru, however). Of course, many people wanted to join Pakistan based on religious ties. Or the smarter population who thought both countries are bullshit (I said I'm proud to be Indian, but I'm not blind man) and wanted their separate own.
I'm not entirely sure how long an Independent Kashmir would have lasted, considering Pakistan literally (unofficially) sent tribals, the Pashtuns, to attack Kashmir and tell that moron Hari Singh to hand it over. Hari Singh, suddenly realising he was not so safe, handed over Kashmir to India in exchange for military aid against the invaders. Now, you may think these Tribals came there to "liberate" Kashmir, but well, I highly doubt the people felt liberated while being looted, tortured, raped, and murdered. They quickly overran several towns, including Baramulla, committing mass looting, killings, and assaults on the locals. Hari Singh realised he was way over his head and asked India for help, India said they'd only send military help if Kashmir was in their territory. On October 26, 1947, the Instrument of Accession was signed -- Kashmir became part of the Dominion of India, officially.
On October 27, 1947, Indian troops were airlifted into Srinagar, halting the tribal advance.
On January 1, 1948, that motherfucker Nehru approached the UN with this issue. UN got involved and declared a ceasefire. And that was 77 years ago. WE'RE STILL ON A CEASE-FIRE, COME ON, MAN.
Oh, also, first Indo-Pak war. Not the last, nope. Many of them in fact.
Wars
First Indo-Pak War (1947-48): Over Kashmir, as mentioned.
Second Indo-Pak War (1965): Also over Kashmir, Pak started it. Hell, we almost won this one but the international pressure -- we did need money, you know. We were still quite poor (Thank you, Great Britain).
Bangladesh Liberation War (1971): Honestly, no one wanted to get involved but we had a lot of refugees come from Bangladesh because of Pakistan conducting a genocide (yep, Genocide) and it's not like you can just fucking throw away refugees. Or build a wall to them. Like, come on man, are you Modi or Trump, am I right? (Too soon?) Anyway, Pakistan did attack first, but in their defence, we were hoping they would. But hey, we won. All thanks to the genius of General Sam Manekshaw, the strength of Prime Minister Indira Gandhi (say what you will about her, but this was pretty cool), the strength of our armies and most importantly, the Bangladeshi People. Anyone with a brain could tell you we wouldn't have won the war if the Bangladeshi people hadn't aided us, letting us fight with them. But even more than that -- their strength and resilience were something to behold. Hell, there's a reason the Bangaldeshi people were able to escape Military Rule (and Pakistan still hasn't, WAKE UP GUYS).
Kargil War (1999): This was 100% their fault; they invaded our areas, and it was brutal. We won, again. Not that the Pakistani Government learned their lesson to fuck off.
Under the table Fuck-Ups by Pak towards India (Military)
Uri (2016): There's a movie on this. This was actually the first time India fought back. It was a tragic incident and 100% done by Pakistan-endorsed terrorists (come on guys, did ya'll forget about motherfucking Osama Bin Laden who was living in PAKISTAN??). They, obviously, denied involvement like cowards. Like, come on, if you're gonna do this shit at least admit it. You don't see India shying from admitting they kicked your ass when splitting your country in two to help the Bangladeshis get their independence. Anyway, a surgical strike happened, but only terrorists were targeted. However, my personal opinion is that many of these terrorists are brainwashed into fighting for Jihad and shit, so . . . yeah.
Pulwama (2019): Another cowardly attack on our soldiers. We fought back again, and only the terrorists were targeted. Pakistan, once again, did not want to admit we kicked their ass so they tried to say we committed eco-terrorism. Although, they might not be entirely wrong about this one considering how Modi Government and their pet capitalists treat the Tribals (FELLOW INDIANS, READ THE FUCK UP ON THIS PLEASE).
Pakistan State-Sponsored Terrorism in India
Won't go into too much detail (I'm tired of typing guys). But I'll leave keywords for people to search if they're too curious.
2008 attacks in Mumbai (called "26/11 Attacks")
2001 Indian Parliament Attack
many many more but these are the prominent ones
Some motherfuckers might question "WHAT PROOF PAK DID THIS". My sweet summer child. Don't be a dumbass. Well, you're right, Pakistan didn't do this. The Pakistani leadership did. The Military Ruled State. I think even the people are tired of this bullshit. The only way to fix our relations is for a competent leadership to take over Pakistan. AKA not the Military. If not, we will fight back against terrorism.
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People who are fucking badmouthing the Indian army. Listen you motherfucking ungreatful pieces of shit, badmouth the government who you elected. NOT THE ARMY. THEY'RE LITERALLY KEEPING US SAFE??? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?? YOU THINK YOU CAN GO DO WHAT THEY DO? YOU THINK YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR FAMILIES BEHIND IN EXTREME TEMPRATURES AND HORRIBLE LIVING CONDITIONS TO GAURD THE PEOPLE OF THE COUNTRY? PAKISTAN LAUNCHED MISSILES ON CIVILLIAN AREAS FOR FUCK'S SAKE -- THE AIR FORCE LITERALLY SAVED OUR LIVES WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING MORONS ON????
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People who dare to say there is no proof linking Pakistan to the Pahalgam attacks. Are you a dumb fucking moron. Do you not have basic research skills? Does it kill you to check the relationship between two countries you've never even given the TIME OF THE FUCKING DAY TO THINK ABOUT UNLESS YOU'RE MOCKING THEIR CULTURE OR MAKING JOKES ABOUT THEM? Pakistan (Government, at least) has ALWAYS been hostile towards India. Since Day. Fucking. One. They attacked us first IN EVERY WAR from the birth of our two countries to TODAY. EVERY TIME. In 1947, in 1965, in 1981, Kargil, Uri, Pulawama, and NOW. EVERY. FUCKING. TIME. They've been linked to 26/11 attacks, to the Kandhar highjacking, to the Parliament Attack and numerous more. Like come on man, this country HOUSES Osama Motherfucking Bin Laden for years. Like are you fucking kidding me? WHO ELSE ATTACKED US? IN KASHMIR? We've had to send men to die on the borders every time. You know, this country isn't even a fucking a normal country. It's a Rogue State. And the civilians suffer under the leadership of the army. Even THEY have to be tired of this bullshit. I mean, they're suffering economically under the strain of army rule and the army's exploiting the nation every day and causing these problems. Pakistan has caused wars which India has had to deal with it. It regularly subjugated Balochistan's freedom movement AND I don't recall INDIA being the one causing a MOTHERFUCKING GENOCIDE IN BANGLADESH WHICH INDIA ENDED. We didn't start this shit. Pakistan always does. And always fucking will. Until the military rule ends and they don't have a proper democracy and stability which can maintain peace between these two countrues, well, India will put it's self-interests first.
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Anti-Indians please fucking log off my blog. You're not invited. You're not invited if you're Pro-Pakistan. You're not invited if you're Pro-Terrorism. Or Pro-Jihadism. Or Pro-Hindutva either (I don't support Islamophobic OR Hinduphobia). Log the fuck off.
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15x20 Coda
Can’t believe it’s the year of our Lord 2020 and I’m writing Supernatural fix it fics at 3am…. This truly is the bad place. Anyway here’s what happened immediately after the credits rolled on whatever that was…
“Sam and Dean stood, arms around each other looking out towards the vista. Heaven. Their heaven. United again, after everythi-“
“-Is he for real?”
“That’s what was saved on my computer. Supernatural – Final Draft.”
“This is bullshit.”
Becky shrugged, taking her laptop back from Sam as his face twitched uncomfortably. 
“Who did I even marry? Like, it wasn’t even Eileen?”
“I don’t know man but you named your kid after me. I’m holding you to that one.”
“I don’t even want kids. Our lives are crazy. Why would I do that to a kid?”
“Well I’m just glad Chuck didn’t get to go ahead with that one.” Becky said, sitting back down with her laptop, “I mean all of his drafts were honestly terrible but that one… I mean it didn’t even make sense considering your character arcs. Dean literally died like he thought he would at the beginning of the series and Sam, grows old with a random woman and doesn’t do anything with his life and not even mentioning Cas even though he was right there in heaven-“
Becky looked up to find Sam and Dean staring at her.
“I’m sorry, not that you guys are just characters or anything. But just, when I came back and I found that I was really worried you’d actually died in barn because you fell on a nail.”
“Yeah well I will be avoiding all barns from now on.”
Thunk. The three of them looked up to where Cas had knocked over a Funko Pop Sam.
“Sorry,” Cas readjusted Funko Sam so he could go back to back to fighting Funko Crowley.
There was an awkward moment of silence as the group processed the revelation of Chuck’s ending. Becky sipped her tea as Cas sat back down next to Dean. Dean looked over to him, their eyes met briefly and they shared a small smile.
“Did I never even ask about Cas?” Sam shook his head breaking the silence. “Like, you come back from fighting Billie and say he’s dead and I just… never question it?”
“Well, none of you seemed very upset about my death in that story.” He turned back to Dean, “You were far more concerned with the pie and the dog.”
“To be fair that was probably the only thing that felt right there – pie is more important.”
Cas rolled his eyes and picked up another biscuit from the tray Becky had brought them. Ever since becoming human again he’d picked up a real sweet tooth. Dean was silently waiting for when Sam would start having a go at him too about healthy diets.
Like hell I’m going because of a rusty nail in a barn, Dean thought, I’m getting killed by a heart attack and Cas’s gonna die of diabetes. Sammy’ll still get to outlive us both though.
“It’d be nice to think Jack is doing that with heaven though.” Sam said, “You know, rebuilding things, making it actually good.”
“I guess we’ll have to see when we get there. Which will not be soon, we fought for a bit of peace and I’m intending to actually enjoy mine.”
“We can just ask him next time he’s home.” Cas added.
Dean shook his head stifling a laugh with his hand, “Can you imagine if we’d made him God I mean- He’s three for crying out loud. He made me buy him a Marvellous Marvin the Talking Teddy three months ago.”
“You bought him that?”
“Wait so Jack didn’t become God?”
“God no, no he’s not God.” Dean plucked the biscuit Cas had just picked up out of his hand and started to eat it, “I mean he is up in heaven, but he’s just helping Michael get things running again with all the angels back from the Empty.”
“I’m confused, so you didn’t kill Chuck?”
“Noash fukind matr-“
“Chuck’s gone, but he’s not dead.” Sam interrupted the garbled explanation Dean was trying to make through a mouthful of cookie. “We found a way to umm- bind him I guess? In his own mind so he didn’t even know it was happening. Rowena and I did the spell and Dean set the trap.”
“I was still as useless as in Chuck’s version.” Cas clarified taking another biscuit to make up for his stolen one.
“Hey, if you hadn’t saved me from Billie we’d all have been toast. You were key.”
“Wait so Chuck’s not human and he’s not dead?”
“No- God I can’t believe he made himself human. I can’t believe we made him human and then said that was a punishment – sorry, no he’s kind of in a uhhh…”
“Alternate universe.” Sam added, “but one just for him. It’s more like an alternative plane of reality inside his own mind where he can write whatever stories he wants and think they’re real but they’re not. They can’t hurt anyone.”
“But he’s God so…. They might be real? He could be making them real.”
Sam twisted his mouth thinking, it was something he’d considered but didn’t want to dwell on.
“Well it’s not us.” Dean declared, “And honestly, if he makes another world with other Sams and Deans and Cas’s and Jacks then they’ll defeat him some other way. Like Inception, but with God!” He grinned at his reference even as the rest of the room ignored him.
Becky leant back in her armchair letting out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad you guys are ok. You too Cas, he was really adamant about killing you off.”
“Dean was very adamant about bringing me back.” Cas looked over to Dean, a soft smile and look of adoration of his face.
Dean blushed, trying to cover it up with a cough. “Yeah well, I had some stuff to say.”
Becky grinned, taking a sip of her tea as Sam suddenly started to find the wallpaper very interesting.
“So, what are you guys going to do know?” Becky asked after the moment had become sufficiently awkward. “I mean no Chuck, no apocalypse, no world to save. Are you going to keep hunting, or…?”
Sam, Dean and Cas looked at each other.
“I don’t know,” Sam said. 
“Honestly, I’m thinking Chuck had it right with the pie festival.”
Becky and Sam laughed at that.
Cas took another biscuit
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Dean closed the boot of the Impala with a soft thud. Becky had given each of them one of her dioramas she sold on Etsy. It was always a bit weird being reminded that their life was a story that some people liked to collect stuff from for fun but he had to admit the miniature scale replica of Baby she’d given him was awesome.
Sam stood at the door giving Becky a hug and thanking her for the lunch. She hadn’t quite explained to the rest of the family who these three strange large men were that were randomly joining them for lunch beyond “They’re just some Supernatural fans I know from the internet.” Her husband had spent the entire time struggling to believe that lie even moreso after Cas had slightly traumatised one of the kids with an in-depth description of the dangers of invasive wasps to honey bee colonies.
Dean wandered over to where Cas stood beside Sam and Becky.
“Thanks again for checking on us Becky.” Dean said, accepting the hug she gave him.
“Of course, I always knew you’d beat him but it’s good to know for sure.”
“Sure is.” Dean took a step back, “Well I guess we’ll be seeing you?”
“Next Supernatural convention?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Even if there’s a ghost?”
“You do know we’re not the only hunters in America.” 
Becky bit her lip.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she paused, “it’s just, this is exactly how I would have written it.”
Sam raised his eyebrows in surprise, Dean brows knitted as Cas tilted his head.
“I don’t- not that you had to go through all that. Just that now you can actually take a break. Be normal, do your laundry-“
“-Sam and Dean have always done their laundry. That’s how they clean their clothes.” Cas piped up in confusion.
“-Be happy. Get to actually enjoy living in the world you saved. Have free will and be at peace.”
Dean chuckled, “I mean I’m personally good with never doing my laundry. But you’re right, it’s weird but good.”
“We’ll stay in touch Becky.” Sam said.
“I’ll hold you to that.”
They waved their goodbyes and walked back over to the Impala. Dean got in behind the wheel, Sam in shotgun and Cas in the back.
Turning the key the Impala revved to life. The radio began to sing, the opening chords to Kansas’s Carry on Wayward Song filling the car. 
Dean slammed the radio off.
“God, I think Chuck has forever ruined that song for me.”
Sam laughed, in the back Cas even let out a chuckle as he leant his head against the window ready for the long drive home.
It wasn’t their heaven. Not yet anyway. And that made it so much more.
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-David LaChapelle
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ANZ LIKES TO PRETEND SHE’S SANTA/CHRISTMAS REQUESTS WEEK
@heller-destielle​ asked: “Fools rush in" by Elvis + destiel? I’ve always felt like it’s the song for when Dean rescues Cas from the Empty
🌟 MAKE A WISH 🌟
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so, about dean rescuing cas…
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for @billiewena‘s birthday bash → bestiesnatural
based on the comic by @pencilscratchins in their Kevin and the Wonder Twins zine!
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If there was no wedding, then why do I have photos, huh?? HUH???
Checkmate, Chad.
Anyway, I'm late to the party but I hope you like my contribution to the wedding ✨
(Want to see me devolve into a spn fanartist in real time? Follow me on insta lol)
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... and Castiel was gonna be there, sitting at the bar with his arm around Dean.... 🫠
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#agreed; criston is far too dour for brienne to have more than the briefest of attractions. also he would be mean to her#nobody ever thinks brienne should be attracted to loras do they? loras and criston are the same tourney wunderkind / mean jerk knighttype#btw of all the knights in the hotd era you know what clever charming handsome bad boy knight brienne would pine over? daemon#that's right the rogue prince. and his problematic relationship with a relative and a particular sort of callousness towards child murder#search your feelings you know it to be true
why would you hide this in the tags
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Bruce showing Jason around after he first brings him home
Bruce: ...and don't worry all the chandeliers are reinforced so they won't break while you swing on them
Jason: Why would I do that?
Bruce: ...you don't want to swing on the chandeliers and parkour around the furniture?
Jason: No???
Bruce, tearing up: thank you
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sam learning about destiel and immediately thinking "thats cool and all but what if cas and i fucked instead" is truly unrivaled thank you sam winchester
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