I do think it’d be pretty funny though if the tables turned and now every time Dean walks into a room he’s like “Hello, Cas” and Cas nearly jumps out of his shoes and is like “DON’T DO THAT!” and Dean just gets the biggest kick ever out of sneaking up on Cas.
Bless SPN for this scene. Bless Carver for turning the audience’s own preconceived notions on their head. Bless him for the archery symbolism that ties neatly back to not only the theme of hearts, but also Artemis whom we saw fall in love inappropriately according to the precepts of Olympus. Bless the two plaid-wearing, bearded scruffy men who are stand-ins for Hunters and Dean’s notion of über masculinity who also fall in love, but this time with heaven’s express and noteworthy nudge. Bless this rare (the cupid did say her arrows were being directed less and less frequently) and heaven-mandated event to be one of the last things heaven does before it stops meddling in the affairs of humans. Bless this event for happening in front of Dean and Cas. Bless Cas for his nonchalance and easy acceptance and Dean’s pause of consideration. Bless this neon sign toward Destiel becoming definitively canon.
prayer circle that tonight is finally the night Destiel becomes canon
Because sparks flew when they met. Literally.
i just keep reblogging this because people need to see and know this.
#oh honeys ‘what broke the connection’ #‘i don’t know’ #no you don’t because it doesn’t make sense #none of it has ever made sense #why castiel turned his back on a lifetime of faith in god and fellowship in heaven #for some idiot who sings off-key to music that sounds a bit like a garbage truck doing a collection run #why dean trusts something that isn’t human so completely #even after he betrays you breaks your brother and disappears for months at a time #why dean kneels on the floor of that crypt and begs #(‘cas — no. cas…cas!’) #for cas to not land the killing blow #but he leans into the touch and fists a handful of that trenchcoat anyways #it just doesn’t make sense. #except maybe it’s starting to #(‘you heard me didn’t you?’) #(‘yes i heard you’) #he told you what it meant for him to pray #‘it’s the same as begging’ #so when he’s begging at your feet with the sound of his bones breaking still grating against your vessel’s eardrums #and the sound of him choking on his own blood fills the crypt like rising water #he’s praying #you /idiot/ he’s praying #and you make sense of it by figuring out who he’s praying to and for #… #oh no i made myself very very sad #:( (via divachester)