TEXTS FROM CAS
Cas doesn’t have wings anymore. Good thing Dean is willing to buy him things that do
i find it so incredibly attractive when someone is really good at something, like you can play the violin? damn son. you’re a really talented dj? good for you! i don’t care if you talk to me about quantum physics for an hour straight if i can see the passion in you at some point in that hour i’ll think “whoa, this is really hot.”
→ 1.21 An Apple Red as Blood
You have a wildness in you, child. ‘The wolf blood,’ my father used to call it. Lyanna had a touch of it
he wasn’t counting on how little traction it would have, and they picked a big hill to try it out -
"fuck fuck FUCK i FUCKED UP—"
luckily for the world, sam was recording; a vine consisting of just bucky whizzing through the screen yelling obscenities goes viral within hours. it’s tagged #hecallshimselfthewintersoldier, and steve doesn’t stop laughing about it for days.
"I don’t want to become unhealthily attached to what I do. I’m grateful for what I do, but I also want to be able to be OK when I’m not doing it."