#cas + angel father

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 21; Most faithful mirror

[shallowseeker]

1. Jack isn't really holding back here. His anger definitely gets the better of him. Poor gas station clerk.

2. Cas immediately moves to restrain him. (Cas has rightfully determined that now's not the time for a lecture.) Meanwhile, Jack: "get out of the way, angel-dad!" (who it's okay to be rough with, because we're more equal in physique). And symbolically, it's a crotch/waist hit, too, which symbolizes Jack overpowering Heaven-Father, which is a big warning sign within a family unit:

3. Earth-Dad Dean gets Jack's attention with an equalizing force. (Humans use tools to become powerful enough to take on forces bigger than themselves, after all.) This seems to snap Jack out of it.

But importantly, it's not even symbolically at the level of stun gun. It's like a little whoopin' or even a foghorn blared, just enough to get his attention. (It doesn't phase him.)

4. Next, Jack first looks to Cas, appealing to him, like "you approve of my violence, don't you?" But when he doesn't, Jack looks to Mentor-Dad-Sam, and Sam gets to deliver a voice of reason. Meanwhile, gas station guy is shaken to hear about Maggie.

Throughout all this, Sam mostly stands around yelling and acting shocked! Whereas Dean and Cas simply...aren't. Much like in Tombstone, when Cas somberly asks, post-security-guard shooting, "if this has happened before." Cas and Dean seem generally more acknowledging of the danger Jack's power poses.

5. Ashamed at his violent overreaction, and at being wrong, Jack rushes out. Dean thinks Jack's needs to be alone to stew. Perhaps, he’s right. Jack tends to need space to process, akin to Dean and Mary.

But maybe Cas's instincts are more on the money here, that Jack is fragile and needs to have the support of people around? It’s hard to say, since Lucifer finding him was very unusual, unfortunate happenstance.

Again though, Cas and Dean seem to be more on the same page in terms of not reeling from shock, but immediately acting to respond.

were you the one who called dean shooting jack to get his attention a spanking because I can't stop thinking about that lol

I did! In this instance, it's only the visual of pulling a gun on your child that's bad IMHO. Because Jack is unleashing angelic, overpowered rage on an innocent minumum-wage-gas-station-worker! Cas moves to full-body tackle Jack, and Jack throws his angel-dad across the room.

Only then does Dean pull the gun and give him a lil' whoopin'!

[horrorshow]

"when did destiel sex happen for the first time?" i love that i'm living so far in my own obscure deluded doomed by the narrative canon-compliant version of surprisingly wholesome but tragic destiel that the only right answer isn't even an option on polls: stanford era.

[cascigarette]

like. cas and anna are soooo.

like anna is the big sister who realized her family's abuse and was able to get out though not unscathed. cas sees anna and wants to be free but is so afraid of the consequences. im considering disobedience. good.

and like. cas realizing that he can CHOOSE. he can choose. he can be free like anna. but anna had to sacrifice everything she knew and start over. and that's so so scary.

for the first time I feel. it gets worse.

like!!! that's such an insane line. cas was never meant to feel, never meant to experience his life outside of his family. and anna says that's good! it's gonna hurt like a son of a bitch! but it's good. I can show u the way. u won't be alone.

[quietwingsinthesky]

Very strange to me that the longer supernatural went on, the kinder it was to John Winchester and the uglier it made Chuck.

There’s something very. I don’t know. “Don’t blame your father, your father never did anything wrong. Blame God. Blame this thing that’s been secretly making your life worse this whole time, pulling the strings, controlling you and everyone around you.”

And the further we get into the show, the more Chuck becomes a Writer, rather than it being about God as a Father. (Never completely losing that aspect, obviously, just like Chuck was always a writer, but one of these parallels clearly superceded the other in terms of importance to the story.)

[nekoshi13]

So yesterday I was working on my honey!Cas time travel story (working as in thinking about it, what the hell is writing?) and I was trying to think up what conclusions would Dean get about a Cas that's not explaining anything and just saying weird shit and somewhere between "he probably escaped the looney bin" and "am I traveling with a freaking psychic???" there was the government experiment theory which took me down a rabbit hole and I ended up with a stranger things AU where all the angels are experimental subjects and Chuck, their "father", is the main scientist that just tells them shit like they are angels so they believe they have to follow him and shit and there is a lot of mistery around what happened between Michael and Lucifer and everyone probably thinks Luci is dead but nah, he surely is the one making a mess between the realities and of course Cas is our Eleven stand in, the little rebel who ran away. And Michael does some shit too, of course. because I love Michael, like he is probably the one that makes the mess in the lab that allowed Cas (and others) to escape. Ooooooh maybe Luci and Michael have like a psychic bond, two sides of the same coin or something like that. Meanwhile Cas is just trying to survive and save the Winchester's asses. They're also not kids bc idk, I don't like kids, they're all at the very least in their twenties.

This is just word vomit omg, but it could be so good...

I'm gonna think more about it

[420technoblazeit]

it's like. ok sam wants freedom so he can have his own autonomy and prove everyone who says he's destined to become evil wrong, dean wants freedom so he can see himself as more than just a soldier and have a normal life, and cas wants freedom so he can make his own choices outside of what the angels command him to do

but rowena and crowley want freedom so they can have control over their own circumstances because it's something they never had previously. they know what it's like to be at the mercy of other people and to feel weak, so they live their lives chasing after power at any cost because they've sworn to never return to that

[claudiabian]

lily sunder has some regrets is well written and directed. kripke fuckers hate to see later seasons episodes be good!

[bisaster-energy]

literally don't listen to the oh hellos valley album if thinking about sam winchester makes u feel anything because those songs are so fucking samcoded it'll tear ur heart out

[purgaytorysupremacy]

OH MAN I have so many thoughts about this episode bc it's soooooooooooooo. the DEAN STUDIES of it all.

OKAY. so. Dean's gonna say yes to Michael, right? and all the people he loves are like fuck no man what are you talking about it's gonna kill you. so what does he do?

he pushes them all away.

he exaggerates everything he hates about himself and assumes other people hate too. because Dean's the kind of guy who is emotionally intelligent enough and empathetic enough to know exactly what to do to comfort someone or to say what he knows they need to hear, he can do the opposite too. he knows exactly what buttons to push that would be most painful.

so he tells Bobby that he's not his father.

he keeps bringing up that Sam drank demon blood. his great betrayal that if the tables were turned, Dean would let him rot in Bobby's panic room. that he had let him rot.

he's trying to get them angry.

and Cas? well. last time he thought it was the end of the world, he brought Cas to a brothel. he wanted him to have pleasure before he died. he didn't consider himself an option for that. here? he's propositioning Cas bc he thinks Cas would be repulsed by it. it's not that he doesn't want it, it's because he does want it, that he thinks Castiel, angel of the Lord, guardian of faith and everything good and righteous, would see the thing he buries deep inside with the rest of the rot and let him sacrifice himself in peace.

he's doing it on purpose.

with Bobby and Sam, he's digging up old wounds to get them to hate him. to remind them he's a bad person, bc they clearly forgot. but Cas is the only one he's speaking the truth to. Bobby is his father. he forgave Sam long ago. he's digging these up to get them to hate him enough to let him go.

but with Cas, the thing he does to try to get Cas to hate him is to show him this thunderous rot deep in his core. this desperation for love and touch and comfort, all from an angel in the vessel of a man. disgusting, right? who could love something like this when he lays it out bare like that. who could love someone who uses the weakness of your care and form against you like this. sending him back to heaven when he fears Dean is hurt.

he's saying, this is who I am. look at it right in the face. this is the truth of it, Cas. I want you. isn't that awful?

Cas?

crazy that in the same episode that we got the lines “blow me cas” and “you know cas, not for nothing but the last time someone looked at me like that, I got laid” is the same episode that dean is wanting to give up and say yes to michael. he doesn’t care anymore about what he says or what people think, so he’s just saying what he wants and acting like he doesn’t care about anything. crazy how when he thinks he’s going to die soon that he starts saying what he actually thinks because he thinks it won’t matter soon. crazy we got TWO flirty comments when he thinks he’ll never see cas again!!!

[shallowseeker]

ngl i love my girl anna but the reason cas was more compelling is that he was arcing into doubt

there is a better post somewhere but cas is confused about his loyalties, lending intense tension that fed the pre-existing themes

EDIT: all i'm saying is there is more natural tension in a person coiled/standing on the precipice than there is in the one already splayed on the ground

[tiktaalic]

Kelly is pretty damning proof that cas is gay. Like. If I was writing a tv show on the cw. And an angel tries to convince a woman to get his evil brother’s baby aborted. And then goes. Wait. Never mind. I’ll be his father. And you’re his mother. And then goes on the run with her. I WOULD have them kiss chastely (she’s pregnant and this is the cw) and say some teary lines about enjoying the limited time they have together. I didn’t know your mother very long but I loved her the entire time I knew her. Etc. but instead she full names him till the end and he very much serves woman’s gay friend who she makes come with her to the car dealership so she doesn’t get scammed because her husband is busy and would be jealous if she did that with a straight man

[charliewrites99]

Me describing characters from Supernatural without ever watching it, based on what I could put together from random tumblr posts

Dean Winchester:

older brother

bi and the closet is glass

psycho-sexual relationship with his car

has a doctor kink

divorced married divorced married widowed by an angel

DADDY ISSUES

don't do this cas

was in hell at one point

shoulder hand print

red-blooded all american hunter manwhore

Sam Winchester:

younger brother

flannel

straight representation (except Gabriel I guess)

Third wheel

dropped out of uni

was engaged to a blond woman (RIP)

a literal walking death sentence to anyone who kisses him

party city wig

was possesed???

the one with common sense???

Castiel:

gay angel

world's saddest eyes

wet soggy orphan beagle

victim of the trench coat epidemic

powerful, but idk about where he lands on the scale

was brainwashed???

the daddy-est of issues (is his father god?)

YOU CHANGED ME DEAN

fish out of water

ditched heaven for the beauty of humanity (Dean's dick)

Jack Supernatural:

destiel child

may or may not be a new god

something celestial

floppy sad boi hair

Gabriel:

just here to have fun do drugs and flirt

trauma

Loki?

Sam's Man Crush Monday

had his lips sewn together at one point

is he dead-dead? or just dead to the writers?

Daddy Winchester:

did not know what he looked like until I went to google the pictures

the worst person to ever exist despite having god and the devil on this show

left the sons the trauma factory that is the family hunting business which killed their mom

doesn't know what hugging looks like probably

Various female-looking objects:

dead girlfriends

beards

that one redhead that called Dean a pussy for not knowing what fifth base is (she seems fun)

another redhead that played Poppy in The Magicians and almost killed Quentin (that I for some reason thought was from Doctor Who)

evil angel girlboss??

This was my contribution for this years November 5th celebration

[shallowrambles]

Cas's life before he met The Winchesters shaped a LOT of his personality, his life, his coping mechanisms, and all I want is for that to be acknowledged sometimes. :-) Being an angel means...losing sight of meaning due to constant war, civil war, and political corruption.

NAOMI: Our mission was to protect what God created... I don't know when we forgot that.

[samsno1]

Flowers

Castiel x GN!Reader

i love his eyes. that's it, that's the tweet. guys...this is very sweet but i don't know if i'm satisfied?? tell me what you think, writing castiel is very hard, lawd

Summary: In a hunt, a flower appears over your pillow after you come back to the motel room at night. Who left it there?

Warnings: FLUFF, TOOTH-ROTTING FLUFF, i pictured s4/5 cas in this, use of y/n, sweet confession, NOT PROOF READ, that's it? english isn't my first language

WC: 2.5k

You can learn how to change Y/N for your actual name here

enjoy!

When you started hunting with Sam and Dean one of the last things you expected to encounter was an Angel, especially after discovering they aren't “harps and halos" like in the books you read as a kid, but instead soldiers and sometimes assholes.

Castiel was an exception to the “asshole” part, he was actually very sweet when it came to you and the boys. Helped you, saved you and cared for you. In that sense, Cas was just like the Angel stories, a guardian of the humans he was in charge of.

And for you, it was fun teaching Cas about humans and how they behaved, helped him when he didn't understand Dean's pop culture references, got him to watch classic movies and listen to music and he was always very keen into doing so, curious and intrigued in what you explained to him.

Those big blue eyes always gave you his full attention, sometimes with that little frown that you started to call “The Angel Frown” while he questioned you about something that, to you, was basic knowledge. You were always as patient as possible with him, always clarifying what you could in words he could understand and that ended up always making him come to you for help.

In conclusion, you and Cas got closer and you started to catch yourself staring when he wasn't looking, admiring his smiles, drowning into his sapphire eyes and wishing that he had just more doubts about how people acted so you could spend more time with him.

You knew, from what Castiel told you, that Angels and feelings, human feelings at least, weren't compatible and that things such as love and romance weren't truly a reality for him and his siblings, they were warriors after all, created to serve their Father and that was it. 

Even when Castiel rebelled for the Winchesters, letting go of the “I don't serve men” mindset was difficult but you, Dean and Sam were there for him. You were more understandable then the brothers because you knew Cas was trying his best.

And because you fell for the Angel, but nobody needed to know that.

One night you arrived at the motel room you were staying at, after waving goodnight to Sam and Dean, them going to their separate room.

You opened the door and sighed deeply in exhaustion. It had been a long day of questioning and more questions appearing then those answered. At first you guys thought of a vengeful spirit, then cursed object, then witch. All of those possibilities were still up and it was driving you three insane. People were dying and you felt useless.

Once you closed the door and threw your stuff in the closest table you turned to your bed, where your bag was placed to get some clothes to take a well deserved shower. But, when you looked at your pillow, you noticed a single pink flower sitting over it and you furrowed your eyebrows.

You approached the flower slowly, skeptical about it, your hunter instincts telling you this wasn't good news. You slowly reached for it, as if it could bite your hand off, and picked it up. You analyzed the plant, very confused and grabbed your laptop.

You searched until you found a flower similar to the one you were holding and learned it was a Camellia. You looked between the screen and the flower and you searched up what a pink Camellia meant because, as much as you knew, flowers weren't really something you looked into.

What you found was shocking. According to the internet, a pink Camellia represents admiration and appreciation and Camellias and general represent love and affection. You widen your eyes at the flower in your hands, looking around your empty room as if someone would pop up and explain what this was doing at your bed. Wrong room?

You couldn't think of anybody that could give you this willingly. It definitely wasn't Sam or Dean because, first, they spent the whole day by your side and, second, unless they meant it platonically, the boys didn't see you like that. You loved them and they loved you, of course, but, to them, you were like a sister Dean loves you like he loves Sam, the same way Sam loves you like he loves Dean and vice-versa.

The only person that came to your mind was…No, it couldn't be, he said himself, love for him was basically unachievable but you couldn't help but wonder, even if your rational brain said it was stupid to think Cas would mean that. You smiled at the flower, that tinge of hope lightning inside you.

You looked around the room to look for something you could fill up with water and found an empty beer bottle. That'll do.

You washed the bottle to get the smell of alcohol off and filled it up with water, placing the little flower inside.

The pink color of the petals clashed with the transparent green of the bottle and you smiled at that. It looked cute in a way. You thought, even if this didn't come from someone you knew, you were keeping it, at least the flower.

You left the makeshift vase in your nightstand and took your stuff to the shower, peeling off your suit and your tie on the way, leaving it on the ground as you locked yourself inside the bathroom.

In these moments, Cas thanked his abilities of becoming unseen because you arrived just as he was leaving the Camellia over your pillow. He spent the day researching flowers, finding an interest in how humans always gave them to the people they cared about or to the ones who passed. He wanted to give you one to show you that he cared for you and also as a thank you for being patient with him for a long time.

He always felt happier around you, a warm feeling inside him always seemed to bloom. He felt the need to be close to you, like you were a human magnet. Everytime you looked at him he felt a weird feeling in his stomach, your smile was always something he felt the need to chase, he wanted to see it always in your face. He admired the way your eyes would shine when you were talking about something you liked.

When he saw you placing the flower on the nightstand with a smile he felt that weird feeling in his stomach again. He would do anything to see that look on your face again.

That hunt lasted a week, taking you three too long to figure out it was a witch and even longer to find said witch and to say you guys were fed up was an understatement. 

For that long week you dared to say you missed the Angel, you thought about calling him, praying to him, multiple times but what were you going to say when he arrived? Missed you? I just wanted to see you?

Everything you thought sounded too intimate so you discarded the idea of calling him.

But two more flowers appeared on your pillow after that pink Camellia. A Peony that you learned meant for the Chinese something along the lines of “the most beautiful” and a stunning Carnation in a light red shade that represented admiration. At this point you were very intrigued about who was the one giving you the flowers, Castiel still on your mind. You didn't want to get your hopes too high, you were probably overthinking it anyways, making your heart speak louder than your brain.

You were lying on your bed, staring at the tiny bouquet of three flowers given piece by piece to you. It was your last night in that room, Dean having insisted he needed the sleep so as to not crash the Impala from tiredness. You had offered to drive as you weren't as bad as he was but, of course, that was an immediate no from the older brother so all of you settled for one more night.

As you close your eyes and start to fall asleep, a sudden flutter of wings gets your attention. It's dark in the room so you take a peek and for sure it's Cas. You hold back a smile and close your eyes, pretending to be sleeping.

You feel the Angel approaching the bed, his presence making your heart quicken in your chest. From what it sounds like, he's just standing, watching you and you start to feel very nervous.

Castiel on the other hand arrived to see your sleeping form and couldn't help but watch. You looked peaceful, your breathing was calm and you looked…pretty. Cas thought all his father's creations were wonderful but he felt like you could top them all, literally, in your sleep.

He had another little flower in his hand which, to him, had a very self-explanatory name, a Forget-Me-Not.

He spun the blue flower on his fingers, debating if he should leave it inside the vase or besides you, over your pillow. 

He approached you and while he was placing the flower next to your head he felt a gentle hand wrap around his wrist and instantly froze on the spot.

You opened your eyes and looked at his near-horrified face. You smiled at him.

“Got you” You said, a little above a whisper and looked at the flower he was holding. That one you knew the name and what it meant and you felt warmth spreading through your cheeks, not just at that one flower, but knowing now that all those flowers you received came from Cas.

“I'm sorry for disturbing you” He said as he retreated his hand and you held the Forget-Me-Not. He was tense, not looking at you.

“So you were the secret admirer leaving me these flowers?” You asked as you slowly sat up on the bed and placed the blue flower inside the bottle with the three others. You placed both your hands over your lap, fidgeting nervously with your fingers. “Why?”

He looked around. What was he supposed to say? Himself barely knew why he was doing this but it felt right so he kept going with it. He noticed that the flower meanings resembled things that he felt or thought of you and he enjoyed collecting them for you, especially after you kept them.

“These flowers all have a meaning behind them” He started “Take them as a thank you for…being helpful with my understanding of human behaviors” 

You smiled stupidly at that. The way he said it sounded like something he had rehearsed before coming to you to say it, the words too polite. But yet, that's one of the things you liked about him.

“You didn't have to Cas…They are beautiful, thank you” You said and looked at the flowers again, biting your lip. You felt his eyes on you, it was always intimidating. You knew that it was just the way he was, look right into your eyes while you talk to show you had his full attention, his beautiful blue orbs hypnotizing.

Cas analyzed every aspect of yours as you sat in front of him, his eyes wondering over your figure and his hands moved faster than his thoughts and he reached for your shoulder, his palm traveling from your shoulder blade to the end of your upper arm and back up, tracing a pattern over your skin. He longed to touch you and be closer to you in a way he couldn’t explain so, in this moment, you both alone, he decided to fulfill this wish.

You widened your eyes and looked up at Castiel who was entranced by the movement of his hand, goosebumps flaring up on your skin.

“Cas?” You said and acknowledged your call with a hum “What are you…?”

He finally looked at you, his hand steadied on your shoulder.

“When I’m around you I always feel this need to touch you, be closer and this…” He shakes his head, finding a word to define how he felt. “Warmth comes over me everytime you smile”

His eyes bore through yours and you could only stare back at him, shocked.

“Cas, you’re saying��”

“I think I might love you, Y/N” He interrupted. The way he said it sounded like a confusion, a slight approach, as if he was tiptoeing around the thought, not sure if he wanted to grasp it or just keep his distance.

You were dumbfounded. He sounded so sincere and your heart started to beat faster, his hand over your shoulder felt like it was burning through your skin. It all made sense, the flowers, the way he was always keen on talking to you even when you did most of the talking and he just listened with a faint smile and pure interest, he just didn’t know because he never felt like this before, he didn’t know what loving was like.

You landed a hand over his cheek, your eyes practically watering with an emotional overload at his words. You thumb rubbed the light stubble on his cheek and you pulled him in for a hug. You wanted to kiss him so bad but you were on a baby steps basis with the Angel.

You hugged him tightly, his hands hesitantly wrapping around your frame as you let out a deep breath. When you pulled back, you didn’t pull away completely from him looking between his eyes and his mouth, a giddy smile on your face.

“I think I might love you too Castiel” You said and he widened his own eyes, a light chuckle coming out of you at his reaction.

Your chuckles were cut off by his lips on yours and you gasped in surprise. His mouth was as soft as you expected, his lips moving against your in perfect sync. He was impressively a good kisser, one of his hands gently holding at the back of your neck while the other slid down to your waist.

You felt like a bomb had exploded inside you, a foreign feeling of happiness spreading to every single cell on your body as your arms wrapped around his neck to hold yourself when he sat on the bed, pulling you over his lap, making you yelp.

You both pulled away, your arms still wrapped around each other and he had a light smile on his face. You one hundred per cent had a shocked look on yours, your cheeks hot and breathing heavy.

“Where’d you learn that?” You asked, absolutely knocked by the kiss.

“Dean told me a thing or two” He said and you couldn’t help but laugh, your body shaking against his as he also chuckled. “It seems like I did great?”

You stopped your laughs and looked in his eyes, drowning in their ocean blue. You gave a peck to the corner of his mouth.

“You did amazing” You said as one of your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck and he pulled you in, the warmth spreading through both of you yet again, never wanting to let go.

A/N: Notes and reblogs encourage me to keep writing, feedback helps me make those writing better. Thank you for reading, XoXo.

[destiel-wings]

Dean Winchester & hug dynamic analysis

I was thinking about how whenever Dean hugs someone he's almost always the one hugging the other and how this links to his psychological trauma of always being the caretaker of people, making himself bigger to protect them.

Because that's how Dean sees himself, as a shield for others, and then I thought about how Cas actually is the shield, and he's HIS SHIELD, specifically, the only one who's really there to protect HIM, which is why it hits so much when we see this:

The way Cas wraps his arms around him, trying to protect him with his whole body--that he'd use as a shield and give up in a second if he could spare him from any pain and save him.

(for context: Dean was about to go use the soul bomb on Amara there, it was a suicide mission)

Bobby is another one that hits, he hugs him as the big hugger because he's his father, he loves him and he's actually here to protect him (and Dean LETS him -barely, but he lets him *and Cas* - in a way that he doesn't let Sam)

I watched a compilation of Sam & Dean hugs to check if i was right about it, but it's almost always Dean the big hugger with Sam, except when he's about to die or Sam sees him alive again after losing him.

Even then, Dean mostly tries to hug Sam as the big hugger anyway, with at least one arm, like a way to comfort him, making him feel protected, like his body language is saying "I'm here, I'm okay, I'm still strong, i can still protect you" (because their real father failed and Dean thinks it's his job).

He rarely lets himself be the little one hugged with Sam, unless he's barely conscious. Which is why it kills me so much more now that in this moment (s14, when Dean was going to lock himself in the Ma'lak box cause he was possessed by Michael) and Sam has a desperate breakdown and punches him (to stop him) he forcefully hugs him as the little hugger, the way Dean always kept him, like a way of saying "I still need you to protect me, please don't do this to yourself".

In the scene below he gives Sam his blessing to do a dangerous (possibly suicidal) mission, and one of his arms is down, but the other one tries to stay up--he's forcing himself to do it and he struggles because he still wants to protect him, but (as the seasons progress) he slowly becomes more prone to let go.

So in this view the hug dynamic becomes an indicator of how Dean sees Sam (and himself) and his protector role, how adult and self sufficient he considers Sam, and how much he lets people around him take care of him, lowering his walls and letting himself be hugged.

This is also why i think hugs from characters like Garth or Charlie are so special, because they're just like us: they see Dean and they just know that he needs to be hugged a lot, and that he's not used to it, so they just go for it-- and it's so normal and kind and spontaneous that Dean's just not used to it-- he doesn't know how to respond (especially with Garth, at the beginning, but as the seasons progress, he learns to, and he even initiates the hug eventually).

I love the hugs where they're 50/50 (one arm up, one arm down both), feels like they're equals, both taking care of each other. I feel like with Sam and Dean, this indicates a healthier dynamic, because Dean lets go a little of the role that was imposed to him and manages to see Sam as the strong individual that he is. But the same applies to 50/50 hugs with other characters, like with Cas, where I feel like it testifies how equals they feel in terms of being fighters, there's a show of respect of each other's strength that transpires by the gesture (which is even more astounding considering that Cas is literally a powerful angel).

And just to end on a destiel note, I'd like to note the possessiveness and protectiveness of Dean (rightfully so) whenever he finds Cas after he thought he had lost him, and how that translates into his body/hug language: