Supernatural is the reason I lost all chances of going to Heaven. 😂
~Becca
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Supernatural is the reason I lost all chances of going to Heaven. 😂
~Becca
wHAT THE FUCK, I DIDN’T NEED THIS TODAY.
Rob Benedict in head case s2e03 Elizabeth hughes
I DIDN’T NEED THIS TODAY. JFSDAOIFHVSDUFHSI,
Totally not sorry for the Negan/Negan smut spam... Don't lie, you know you all enjoyed it. ;)
So Rob Benedict shaved his beard and I'm just... I'm a wreck.
Imagine coming home from a weekend at the spa and finding out that Chuck is God
As soon as you walked in, you felt the tension. All eyes were on you in the matter of a second and you could tell you came in at the wrong time. Sam, Dean, Lucifer and Chuck were sitting down, looking to be in the middle of an intervention.
“Uhm. Am I interuppting something?”
“Yeah, now get out,” Lucifer spat.
“Son,” Chuck sighed.
“Son?” You raised your eyebrows, bewildered. “What the Hell did I miss while I was away?”
“A lot, actually,” Sam spoke up.
“Y/N, you remember Chuck. The prophet who wrote about our lives,” he stated, doing air quotes when saying prophet.
“Uh… Yes… I remember him,” you replied, thinking about the past the two of you secretly shared. You were secretly dating and when he suddenly up and disappeared, you thought the worst.
“Yeah, well, he’s God.”
“Uhm I’m sorry. Did I just hear you say that Chuck is God?” You asked, quickly snapping out of your thoughts.
Suddenly, you weren’t in the bunker anymore. You gasped, looking around at your surroundings. You were standing atop the Eiffel Tower in Paris, onlooking the entire city.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
You turned to Chuck, smiling.
“I-I don’t know what to say…”
“I know you’ve always wanted to come here. Paris, the Eiffel Tower. I know everything about you, actually.”
“Everything?” You bit your lip.
“Everything. Even things you never told me when we dated. I know about the time you broke your ankle falling out of a tree, I know that your favorite thing about me are my eyes, my beautiful eyes as blue as the deep sea.”
You blushed, knowing there was no possible way he could have known that. Not unless he really was…
“You are, God, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
You nodded, taking all of the new information in. You were relieved that he wasn’t dead, but upset that he had left without a word. If he had told you sooner, things wouldn’t have been as hard as they were for you.
He watched you, worry eminent on his face. He wasn’t sure how you’d react. He didn’t want you to change the way you thought about him. Eventually you looked up at him, smiling.
“Would it be wrong if I kissed God?
“Not wrong at all.”
He smiled, pulling you to him and pressing his lips to yours for a long overdue kiss. You wrapped your arms around him, returning the kiss with a smile. You could get used to this.
A/N: I hope you liked it! My brain has been such blah lately it was difficult for me to even write this small imagine. Hopefully my brain will be working better soon! I NEED to write! Lol.
Jensen Ackles and Rob Benedict | Sunday J2 Main Panel | MinnCon 2015 x
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My heart cannot handle the adorableness of @robbenedict | Los Angeles GISHWHES Livestream 2016
uuugh the white shirt 😭😍😍😍😍
Castiel Meme ↳ Favourite Scenes [1/10] ~ 4x01 “Lazarus Rising”
The moment the entire fandom collectively lost their shit.
Chuck sat at his computer starring at the screen and feeling another headache coming on. He looked over his shoulder at you, sitting comfortable in one of his shirts on the sofa as you looked through one of his most recent manuscripts, a red pen in hand to mark any mistakes. You felt Chuck’s eyes on you and looked up, smiling when your eyes met his. He only returned a small smile and turned back to his computer.
*adorable squeaking noise* oh my Chuck...
wHAT THE FUCK
WE HAVE TO WAIT TIL NEXT WEEK AFTER THAT?!?! ARE YPU FYCKING KKDDONG ME?!?!
I have been extremely sick lately, both physically and mentally, so I haven't been able to do much writing and posting lately. I'm sorry if I'm being more inactive than normal. I just haven't been feeling the best. Hopefully I'll feel better soon, but if not, I promise I'll try my best to get some writing done.
Imagine the angst, though. Crowley’s already been betrayed by Castiel, more times than one.
Imagine after Lucifer is gone, Crowley can’t even bear to look at him without thinking of the torture that Lucifer put him through. He flinches at Castiel’s touch, can’t even hear his voice without cringing.
Imagine Crowley and Lucifer having fisticuffs for the throne of Hell, Crowley getting in a few good blows but Lucifer clearly having the advantage. Then Castiel breaks through and distracts Lucifer enough for Crowley to banish him from Castiel. Then Castiel sees Crowley about to hit him and shouts out that Lucifer’s gone.
Then Crowley punches Castiel anyway, knocking him to the ground. Imagine Crowley saying, “For saying yes to him, I will never forgive you.”
This... This is not okay...
He fucking leaned his head on Mish