My Brain Just Sort of Drifted into Random Thoughts...
You know how Dean always describes people by height and width unless he describes Cas?
I saw this gif and I kept seeing Dean just walking around, getting more descriptive as time went on.
AND HE’S GOT BLUE EYES LIKE CELESTE OR BEAU BLUE AND IT CHANGES SOMETIMES TO ULTRAMARINE OR CATALINA OR ZAFFRE AND HE MAY HAVE SOME FUZZ, I DON’T THINK HE HAS A RAZOR, AND HIS HAIR IS AS DARK AS THE NIGHT AND CURLS PRISTINELY LIKE THE INTRICATE TOUCHES ON AN IRON GATE, THOUGH THEY ARE AS SOFT AS THE MOST ADMIRED PILLOW, AND HIS EYES ARE PiERcinG AND HE REALLY LIKES HAMBURGERS AND HE MAY BE LOOKING FOR PiE AND-
Dean, stop shaking the guy-
-AND HE GETS SURPRISED WHENEVER HE HEARS ABOUT NEW DUNGEONS AND HE LIKES BEES. HE WatchES THE BeEs AND HE LIKES TO WEAR THEM AND HATES clothES AND I NEED TO BUY HIM A SCARF AND MITTENS BECAUSE HE’S GONNA GET COLD AT NIGHT-
Dean, that’s a rock-
-AND HE LIKES cAtS, I’M ALLERGIC TO THEM, BUT HE COULD BE AT A PET STORE, AND SAM, HE COULD BE AT A PET STORE AND HE LIKES TELEVISION, THAT’S WHERE HE LEARNED HOW TO INTERROGATE PEOPLE EVEN THOUGH I TOLD HIM THAT I HATE PROCEDURAL COP SHOWS HE JUST SMILED AND I LET hiM WaTCh thEm AND-
Dean, you’re talking to a brick wall-
-AND I TRY NOT TO SHOW HIM MY PORN ANYMORE EVER SINCE HE PULLED THAT ACT AROUND MEG BECAUSE I DON’T WANT HIM TO THINK THAT HE SHOULD GO AROUND IN WOMEN’S LINGERIE PRETENDING TO BE AN ASIAN BUSTY BEAUTY-
Oh God, Dean, too much information-
-AND HE REALLY LOVES COFFEE, ESPECIALLY AT MR. BIGGERSONS AND-
I’m…I’m just gonna leave you here. I’ll call you when I find Cas. Have fun talking to that stick.
-AND DON’T LET HIM DO THAT ‘PULL MY FINGER’ TRICK WITH YOU BECAUSE He woN’T bE AblE tO AnYMORE AND HE MaY gEt SAd BECAUSE OF THAT AND…
so i was watching this episode and i realised something. eliot’s just driven from portland to just outside oklahoma city, right, to try to patch things up with his dad. it’s a decent drive, solidly twenty-four hours of drive time, longer if you stop to do things like pee or sleep. but he finally gets there, and he pulls out the beer that he brought, hoping that he could make things right, and–
that’s bridgeport brewery beer. that’s hardison’s fucking beer. and eliot has carted this sixpack across half a dozen states, the beer sitting on the passenger seat. and maybe nobody’ll get it but eliot, because he sure as hell isn’t going to tell hardison, sure isn’t about to offer it to his dad, but he’s trying, ok; he’s doing something, he’s making something. he’s part of something.
Feel free to add your own suggestions, but this is something I put together in response to people wondering where to start when it comes to watching other things Capaldi’s done. There’s a loooot, to put it lightly…so it helps to have some suggestions where to start.