→ castiel ←
{✩}
“He’s using a clever tactic. It’s a restaurant called Biggerson’s, humans have hundreds of them, almost exactly alike.
It’s their sameness. Castiel is using it against us…now we tried to orient ourselves but it’s as if we’re in every Biggerson’s at once, trapped in a quantum superposition. Now he chooses which to go to next, that’s what’s giving him the edge.”
EXCUSE ME WHILE I HAVE A SCIENCE BONER
THAT’S MY BB, AND HIS THEORETICAL MATHEMATICAL SKILLS AT WORK
But of course it’s not just careful calculation—not the cold, hard precision of mathematics that’s shielding Castiel. Angels are inherently mathematical forces, scientifically-aware on a level humans have yet to achieve. Simply moving around Heaven is a question of navigating string theory.
So “what’s giving him the edge” isn’t, in fact, his ability to manipulate quantum dynamics at all.
Castiel’s advantage isn’t the clean precision of quantum physics.
It’s the messy unpredictability of spontaneity.
The secret of Castiel’s success isn’t that he can transport himself from place to place.
It’s that “he chooses which to go to next.”
Can we just…take a moment to appreciate Cas’s restraint in this scene? To just reflect on how lucky Sam was that Cas already very deeply cared for them both by this point?
Sam tricked him and then laughed at him for falling for it. And yet Cas stayed, trying to get a word in edgewise, while Sam loudly interrupted and disrespected him, and threatened to kill him if he didn’t drop everything and do what he wanted RIGHT NOW.
Cas was at full power, and in command of half the armies of Heaven, at this point. The level of firepower this guy had at his disposal was WELL beyond shock and awe. He was also harried and frustrated and urgently needed back on the battlefield. He had zero reason to take any shit AT ALL off of a 28-yr-old human, standing alone and essentially unarmed in a dark junkyard. He could easily have made that conversation end really, REALLY ugly for Sam. The fact that he didn’t is a true testament to just how much he loved him and Dean, and how desperately he was clinging to his friendship with them to keep his sanity.
Season six was freakin’ amazing.
Because I felt it needed to be said again.
I dunno…I’m in a good mood. Sue me.
Who is the better strategist, Cas or you?
Well are you looking for a trained war technician or someone who knows how to time all the lights so you hit green all the way to Pizza Hut
#cas really just been wanting to burn a bitch lately
Castiel in 15x06 ‘Golden Time’
back and to the future ↳ bamf!cas
DOM!CAS IS SO HOT WTF
LIKEEXCUSEMEITHINKTHISISILLEGAL
SERIOUS
FUCKING
KINK
YOU DID
NOT JUST
START THIS
#cas has 0 chill when it comes to dean
Where did the Chrysler Building comparison come from anyway? Does Cas inherently know all measurments on Earth and beyond or did he stand next to it once to see who’ s taller
OMG, this made me snort-laugh so hard!
Now I’m imagining this badass many-faced creature with giant inhuman limbs next to a sky-skraper, biting on his tongue, while using his very strangely proportioned hand to measure who’s taller
Can someone with drawing skills please please please give us this image!
*slides art*
wait wait wait wait wait
this means cas is shorter than burj khalifa
somebody draw cas squinting up at this building that’s 400-500 metres taller than him
(done it)