how will they tell my story?
When Cas loses and regains his powers, he calls Dean first.
Pete’s world AU - The Doctor has some plans for tonight
or wrong movie….
Bill Bailey randomly pokes an audience member with a long stick.
i literally spent all morning editing caps of Cas in 9.09 post-torture because once you start with one you have to keep going you can’t look away from his eyes and the way you can see a strategy start to form in his mind, calculating how fast and how painlessly he can kill his brethren holding him captive, how quickly he can get a weapon into his own hand
and then he steals the most valuable weapon of all, grace, and he wields it sharper than even the sword in his hand and his body bursts with light that doesn’t speak of transformation but reclamation, and now this human wielding the power of angels again will tear this city down
#castiel vicious strategical warrior of the lord #who led entire heavenly armies into battle #who headed garrisons and slaughtered thousands in the name of his mission #castiel who was prided in heaven not for his fighting technique but his pure strategical methodism #castiel who despite all of this #’i’m not a hammer as you say’ #sings to babies and cradles dean winchester’s soul and knits it back together with his grace #and who saw himself as a shepherd for humanity #not their murderer or their manipulator #cASTI-FUCKING-EL
ugh yes that’s the thing, Castiel is a hardened, learned soldier, a pragmatist and a tactician, but he is tenderhearted, too. perhaps that’s what drew him to Dean, when he descended with his garrison down into the Pit, because in Dean he saw a fellow soul, because there never was a bigger or more beautiful beacon of love than Dean Winchester, even after hell and its 40 years of scars.
he is not a hammer, as you say, he has questions, he has doubts. he doesn’t know what is right or what is wrong anymore, especially after all these years down on earth, among the humans he had been so fascinated with from afar for thousands of years. now, he is among them, and he is more uncertain than ever, but if there was one thing that happened on that bloody floor it was this: Castiel the Angel and Castiel the Human became one and the same, because they always were
"I’m just… me," he said once, before the fall—but then, he was already then, too, wasn’t he? fallen in every way imaginable. but it is only the fallen who can understand the true value of flight.
#i’m obsessed with your face you calculating #shrewd #son of a bitch #your eyes are bright and tender and you mourn the loss of your sister beside you #but make no mistake that these hands were bred to kill #with grace or without his fingers are still graceful when they tinker with the mechanics of war #he was a legend in heaven for a reason #and by naomi’s take #long before the civil war with raphael too#Castiel has always been a kink in the system #and his shard stalling your cogs#he is a shard caught in your cogs #and he will fuck your shit up (via dirtyovercoats)
Even cats get rejected sometimes