#castiel core

[deerainy]

《 you know I still wait at the edge of town praying straight to God that maybe you'll come back around 》 a house in nebraska - ethel cain

[uh-ohspaghettio]

Let’s go to claires and get matching lobotomies!!!

[bitehimsammykillhim]

cas core

[sinnabonka]

First, there was Nothing.

Out of it, Darkness and Light sprouted, hand in hand. Not two sides of one coin, but an empty vessel and wine to fill it, perched soil and rain, whistle of a draft and an ajar door.

Lack of anything is a thing in itself.

As stories go, the Thing defeated the Lack Thereof.

To create you have to give something first.

Chuck created angels.

Roles assigned. Don’t stray from the path. 

Chuck created humans.

Chuck outlined the plot.

Chuck created himself a bunch of toys - pawns, characters, plot devises. Created in his own image. Bone and Blood, Light and Dark.

Wrote a story, weaved it carefully, intently shaping each thorn and hill, each snare.

There’s no dead end, if there’s no end.

Snake chases after its own tail.

The canvas of narrative is thin and see-through; words -- sharp object up each soldier’s sleeve.

It’s only a matter of time before the tip is pointed in the right direction - against the fabric of divine intent, instead each other’s throats.

Don’t step on that fish, Castiel.

Big plans for that fish.

No matter what choice you make, it always comes to this. It always ends like this, even though it never really ends.

Roles assigned, don’t stray from the path.

To create you have to give something first.

The hand that writes itself into the story, in the said story stays. You cannot clench your jaws hard enough to bite off your own finger.

Snake chases after its own tail.

Snake bites its own tail off.

Who’s narrating when the story is self insert?Who’s typing the words when the author’s dead? Life, breathed into a cold piece of clay, outlives the hand shaping it.

We’re making it up as we go.

All’s well that ends well.

All’s well that ends.

Written out of the story, Castiel shuts the book.

[cosmicwavelength]

Something something Castiel absurdism length of rope freedom god is dead nihilism something

How he turned it all around and broke free.

[makeup-cas]

when you get shot: 😐🙄😒

[some-lionheart]

she truly wrote this one for the gay angel and the gay angel alone