Flectere si nequeo superos

Acheronta movebo

My one thought on Supernatural or Desitel ever probably but there was a conversation on freckles today and about how they’re kisses from angels and stuff which isn’t new. But then I thought of Supernatural and I don’t know how much of this is out there already but yes I’m sharing.

Everybody knows Dean has all kinds of wonderful freckles that the fans love. And it’s a thing that Cas totally stares and counts the freckles right? I know some people think the freckles come from Cas. But what if they didn’t? Dean was the vessel for Michael and he was loved by the angels from his birth because of his fate. 

What if Cas stared at the freckles because they were kisses from other angels. From Anna and Micheal and all the others. What if he stared at first wondering about the kisses and then eventually became jealous of them and felt a need to replace them? What if he found and counted all the freckles all over Deans body in a desperate need to possess? The mark on the shoulder he could have fixed. He mended both Dean’s soul and Dean’s body but left the mark. What if from the beginning he had some sort of dislike of everybody else leaving their marks on Dean who he thought was his and in an act of odd rebellion that he didn’t understand left the hand print? He wasn’t sure why but he had to leave the scar and if the others asked he had no answer. And so everybody started to see Cas slipping from the very beginning.

saltfree:

 

liquid-thought:

warrior of the lord;

Castiel fighting is an absolute turn-on.

electrikfeather:

tiny-bandaid:

#they both contemplate that option

liquid-thought:

blueboxinamadwoman:

“It doesn’t matter. You take me.”

This is beautiful, darling.

The moment Jimmy Novak realizes why he even accepted to be the vessel of Castiel in the first place. The promise he made Castiel keep.

senbo-sencho:

A moment. A being, self-reflecting. Perhaps a man, perhaps not. He can look back on this now and understand that this was his turning point. Why would an angel ever need to doubt as severely as this? Why would an angel need to plead to a father who claimed so much love, and yet shed almost none? Why would an angel need to make a decision to destroy so much to protect one man… he could lie and say he was protecting all, but truly? Only one. One simple, complex man-  
“Dean.”
“Yeah, Cas?”
“I apologize.”
Dean could brush it off, pretend like he understood but- they were trying to move past that weren’t they…
“What for?”
A pause. So human.
“For not turning to you…”
Tilting his head toward the window, avoiding eye contact but wait- no. Looking at this half-man… they were moving forward.
“…it’s okay.”

senbo-sencho:

A moment. A being, self-reflecting. Perhaps a man, perhaps not. He can look back on this now and understand that this was his turning point. Why would an angel ever need to doubt as severely as this? Why would an angel need to plead to a father who claimed so much love, and yet shed almost none? Why would an angel need to make a decision to destroy so much to protect one man… he could lie and say he was protecting all, but truly? Only one. One simple, complex man-  

“Dean.”

“Yeah, Cas?”

“I apologize.”

Dean could brush it off, pretend like he understood but- they were trying to move past that weren’t they…

“What for?”

A pause. So human.

“For not turning to you…”

Tilting his head toward the window, avoiding eye contact but wait- no. Looking at this half-man… they were moving forward.

“…it’s okay.”

the water was swallowing your neck but i couldn’t see it.

thats-my-secret-cap:

sometimes i go through my supernatural folder and think “i have too many gifs of misha collins just looking at things”

and then i remember

you can never have too many gifs of misha collins just looking at things

dem eyes

dat jawline

unf

liquid-thought:

celestialcow:

LOOK AT THAT. DEAN CAN’T KEEP HIS EYES OFF CAS’ LIPS.

We’ve talked about this, personal space.

liquid-thought:

celestialcow:

LOOK AT THAT. DEAN CAN’T KEEP HIS EYES OFF CAS’ LIPS.

We’ve talked about this, personal space.