i deal with my feelings in a healthy way
and by healthy way i mean shoving them aside and spending hours on the internet doing basically nothing to keep my thoughts far far far away from them it’s foolproof yes
I just started to think how Dean would feel… Kevin dead, Sam gone and Cas pushed away. I got sad and drew this in bus, coloured home with markers and fixed in PS.
sometimes i like to stop and think about all the names that the other angels (and daresay some demons) must call cas…the words they whisper and hiss and scream and shout in fear or awe or confusion or loathing
legend, rebel, traitor of God, destroyer of heaven, leader, savior, martyr for humanity, freedom fighter, barbarian…
do they study his previous battles? learn his tactics? do they write his name in their notebooks and doodle hearts around it or perhaps scratch it out in the hopes that that could render it meaningless?
three syllables capable of making so many tremble for so many reasons