#she'd tackle him and rip the blade from his hand and he'd use grace to manifest another and right as he's about to jab it through

[aerospectrum]

@sherunsfaster asked: they owe you their lives. // @ cas

memes i can't find : : OPEN

he wasn't one to show emotions, the intensity that followed him like a shadow wasn't often susceptible to such human expressions like grief or praise and accolades. he was a warrior-- a soldier and that was all. human's and those under his charge were but a mission for him to carry out for the cause he served. whatever that still was. castiel could be callously indifferent and cold, calculated and strategically complex in times where simplicity was more than necessary.

there was something significant and potent about the werewolf's constant presence in his company. how leah was quickly wearing away at who he had been dragged off the line to be. her kindness and understanding towards him... her otherworldly patience with him; sheered away his stiff and rather dry mannerisms- even his sarcasm which at first had dripped with malice and indignation had been carefully chipped down to gentle teasing and easily disguised smiles when she wasn't looking.

the stern indentation of his dark brow-line broke upwards- softening his features instantly into a warm gaze of confusion-- an uncertainty of how to proceed in his behavior. His jaw loosened and his lips parted just barely. The blue of his eyes seemed to encapsulate all the doubt he'd wrestled with for months; the color of the blue suddenly brightened with the sheen of tears that he was carefully working to blink away. he swallowed the lump that kept trying to claw its way up where words belonged. "not everyone is a monster deserving of death." his voice had lost it's normal depth, the dark gravelly undertones were quiet- reserved. "you taught me that." castiel stared at leah with an earnest gaze- for the first time showing signs of being human. "if anything, it's you they owe their lives to... i wouldn't have-- i wouldn't have sown mercy unless you'd taught me first." his lips turned upwards and the faintest smile hung at the corners.