Frank: What time is it?
Mikey: A quarter ‘til 4.
Frank: That means nothing to me. I speak English, not math.
This scene in 12x10 gives me feels after looking at their expressions. Remember, in the previous episode Cas killed Bille. So, Dean’s mad at Cas because of the “cosmic consequences” and Cas is being petty (cause Dean deserves it). Sam isn’t mad at anyone and is trying to be the bridge. Cas went to go meet up with Ishim and Dean stormed in.
Dean: red, Sam: green, Cas: blue, Ishim: yellow
They walk in right after Ishim insulted Cas and these are their expressions while they have no context.
When Ishim is listing off the fact that Cas has no home, Cas looks kind of sad, a little pissed but not too bad.
But when he insults the Winchesters he looks down, realizing he has nothing but them. Think about only having two friends in the world, only two people to turn to, only two people who you can rely on, now imagine one of them is mad at you. He’s down to only being able to rely on one person.
Dean was calm and quiet until Ishim brought him and Sam into this. He got mad and emotional but is at least defending Cas too.
Cas says it’s alright and to calm down (again, Dean was insulting him earlier), but Sam gets defensive and tries to help Cas. For the first time, getting mad.
But Cas tells him to stop talking too. Sam looks at Cas sadly, he’s upset Cas is letting himself be insulted.
The next shot we can see Dean is not very mad but Sam is pissed. Ishim continues to dis Cas while he sits there with an empty look in his eyes.
When Ishim calls Cas his old friend, Sam looks down, sad. Almost like he’s thinking about Cas in a friendship where Cas serves one person and that person keeping insulting Cas and bringing up his mistakes.
When Ishim leaves we can see Sam looking at Cas for an explanation, notice how Sam’s eyes look sad (I dare you to tell me Jared is a bad actor), he wants Cas to never talk to Ishim again but he knows he can’t tell Cas what to do, so he just tells him what he thinks of Ishim to hopefully persuade him.
Notice when Dean asks Cas about Ishim being an asshole, he’s judging Cas for letting someone talk to him like he’s made horrible mistakes and tries to take away his worth. Kind of like what Dean was doing earlier in the episode.
When Cas says he’ll put up with it Sam looks a little sad, but he looks guilty when Cas says “put up with all of it”, to me it looks like he feels guilty for making Cas put up with Dean.
Dean just looks upset and confused. Like he’s thrown off that Cas won’t listen to him or answer his questions. And he’s even more confused that Cas is letting this guy walk all over him.
BuT gEt ThIs-
Ishim did nothing but treat Cas the way Dean treats him, so why is Dean upset? I think he is so used to Cas taking whatever Dean throws at him and not doing anything that now he’s confused that Cas isn’t doing what he says this episode. But Cas will take whatever Ishim insults him with and do nothing, Dean feels like Cas is disrespecting him and is getting mad that he’s being treated with more aggression than Ishim.
This whole scene, Dean, the riotous man, was mad at Cas and insulted him and Sam, the boy with the demon blood, was trying to stand up for him and never tried to hurt him. It’s odd that Cas likes Dean better but I think It’s because He doesn’t have a real example of what human relationships are supposed to be like. Ishim called him friend (clearly sarcastically but whatever) and spent the scene insulting him. To him, Dean is treating him how a friend should, so now he’s distancing himself from everyone because if this is friendship, he doesn’t want it.
Ray: I regret getting you that blender for your birthday.
Frank, sipping cake: why?
On October 1, 1989 seven extraordinary humans were born. On July 31, 2020, they return.
Over protective parents check!!
door: open
little brothers nightlight: on
demons: killing me
cat: jumping on my face
sleep: yeet
Hotel: not fucking Trivago
wait people sleep with their doors closed????
or just fix this idiot’s mistake again
Forrest Gump❣️
Frank after a show, covered in sweat: What’s up Gee?
Gerard: My dick
Dean: How do you sleep at night?
Gabriel winking: With your brother
“Only hate the road when you're missing home. Only know you love her when you let her go”
To the girl Sam always wanted, and always needed. To Jessica Moore.
Friendly reminder that it’s okay to have multiple aesthetics.
Like, seriously, if you want to be full in goth one day and cottage ore then next, you should do that. If all these different aesthetics make you happy, then you should go for it!
And, like, I know there are things getting in the way of this, like job dress codes and money. And, like, insecurity especially. And they’re all valid and stuff.
But, like, if you’re able to, even just a little bit, then you should. Everyone else can get walk away from you at the end of the day, but you can’t do that to yourself.
Might as well make you happy.
Then, past Dean comes along, and he knows it the second they walk out of the forest together. The bounce in Castiel’s step, the little joy in his eyes. Then comes the time they plan to hunt the devil. He laughed at every sarcastic remark, every sentence, every damn word this “other him” said. He saw the real laughter on his ex-angels face. He glared at Castiel, for years he’d been trying to get a smile, this guy walks in two minutes and already has him laughing.(5/?)
He’d changed himself so much to be worthy of Castiel, the angel who’s wings were blackened and burned for Dean Winchester, who willings stayed on Earth without his wings, all for Dean Winchester. He gives a silent ask for an explanation and gets a simple response: “I like past you”(6/?)
Dean felt small next to Castiel, next to this warrior, this soldier, this man built like a brick shithouse. Castiel was unmovable, unchangable, unbreakable. But Dean had watched him break, when he lost his wings, his brothers, his life. But Dean had changed him, had been changing him since Castiel's wings turned black in hell, since they met, since Castiel saved him. And Dean moved him to anger, to tears, to laughter and sweet kisses. Dean ruined him. (1/?)
But Dean still felt small next to him, felt weak, felt unworthy of the undying love and devotion that poured from Castiel. So he pushed himself. He became stronger, he became a better leader, he became the man his father wanted him to be. But why wasn’t Castiel happy? Castiel, beautiful strong Castiel who now swallowed pills, held orgies without Dean, who bitterly called Dean their “fearless leader,” Castiel, sad, tired, Castiel. (2/?)Dean wanted so desperately for Castiel to smile, a real smile, not one of sexual satisfaction, not one laced with pain, not one that made Dean want to shrivel up and leave. Dean wanted Castiel to smile, just one last time, just once. To smile, to laugh the way he used to, to eye Dean’s thigh holster with lust and not digust. Dean wanted his Castiel. (3/?)(“Good things do happen, Dean.”) The smile on Sammy’s face was mocking, the soul inside long gone, and the coldness left from Castiel’s disappointed look aching inside Dean. (4/?)
Why would you do that Nonnie