He's Still Watching You!

pretty-odd-jenn  asked:

Hey doll! I wanted to give you a Cas drabble to kick things off. How about one with Cas watching Sweeney Todd for the first time?

Ok, dude! I FUCKING LOVE SWEENEY TODD! HOLY CRAP!


“I don’t understand, what is this movie?” Castiel asked as you situated yourselves on your bed.

“It’s a Johnny Depp movie,” you laughed.

“I still don’t understand,” he said.

“Don’t worry, just watch,” you said and pressed play.

As the movie progressed and the songs played you could tell that Cas was enjoying it. Once it was over you turned to him to get his opinion.

“I enjoyed that,” he said, “but i don’t understand why he was called the demon barber of fleet street. He doesn’t have black eyes.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his statement.

“Because he was killing people, Cas,” you said, “that’s all there is to it.”

He thought for a second before nodding.

“I understand now,” he said, “let’s watch it again.”

A mix of things I love: summer, beaches and Lance ☆

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Cisco Ramon and Ray Palmer being absolute nerds (.❂‿❂.)

They say they hate it, but I think they love it.
—  Robert Singer on fans not liking bad character decisions but watching still after the fact (via SDCC 2016: https://youtu.be/P4RV-CeBdUs)
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- WITH IRON WINGS AND RUST, HE IS ICARUS FALLING ONCE AGAIN | P.D |  (INSP.)

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Thought you’d be with your friend… aren’t you going to ask me how he’s doing?”

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“So I’m standing there filling up like I’ve done a thousand times before, and I hear a chunk. You know, the pump’s nozzle. The– the metal thing. The thing you squeeze, right? I hear a chunk. So I suppose, in my naivete, I took to understand that gas is no longer coming out of the nozzle, so I pull out the hose to put it back and whoosh! You know, I am suddenly soaked in gasoline. I mean, on my arms and my legs and my– my groin. So now I am in a panic, and I race home, I run inside the house, and I’m stripping off my clothes as fast as I can. I jump in the shower. It’s not until after I get out of the shower that I realize my gas-covered clothes have been soaking in the living room rug this entire time. I mean, it’s– it’s– the whole thing is just so stupid. I could have rinsed off at the station. Halfway home, I’m starting to realize– wait a minute– there’s a water hose right there next to the air pump. You know, for tires. Anyway, so that was my day. How was yours?”