*spn: charlie

Writers: *kills all minorities*

Writers: *keeps all white and straight characters alive even when their storyline is dead*

Writers: it’s just the way the story took us

Me:

  • Castiel: Dean kissed me.
  • Gabriel: Ohmygodohmygod.
  • Charlie: Ok, all right. We want to hear everything. Gabriel, get the wine. Cas, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?
  • Castiel: Oh, it ended very well.
  • Gabriel: *getting the wine* Do not start without me. Do not start without me.
  • Charlie: Ok, all right, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it like a soft brush against your lips? Or was it like a “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?
  • Castiel: Well, at first it was really intense, you know. And then, oh god, and then we just sort of sunk into it.
  • Charlie: Ok, so, were you holding him? Or were his hands like on you?
  • Castiel: No, actually first they started on my waist. And then, they slid up, and then, they were on my shoulders.
  • Charlie and Gabriel: Ohhhhh.
  • [In the next room Dean eating while Sam swirls a cup]
  • Dean: And, uh, and then I kissed him.
  • Sam: Tongue?
  • Dean: Yeah.
  • Sam: Cool.