I’ve just kind of had this idea floating around in my head all day about Cas owning a cozy little bookstore. He keeps it open 365 days a year, because he wants it to be a safe space for people. He knows first hand that, especially around holiday season, not everyone has somewhere to go. And he’s made it his mission since he opened two years ago to make sure everyone has somewhere to go if they don’t want to be alone.
So when Dean, a frequent customer the past few months, (and a frequent star in Cas’ day dreams) offers him a chair at their Thanksgiving feast tomorrow night, he politely declines, and advises Dean he will be working.
‘Can’t be working on Thanksgiving Cas! What the hell are you gonna eat? That’s the best part of the whole day!’ Cas just shakes his head, and apologizes. When Dean persists, questioning why Charlie can’t run the place for the day, he explains that Charlie is meeting Dorothy’s parents, and he doesn’t mind working.
Thanksgiving morning, Dean stops by to try and convince him one last time to close up and come to Sam’s with him, Cas states harshly, 'Not everyone has a place to go for the holidays, Dean. I didn’t have a place to go for twelve years after my parents kicked me out. I NEED to be here so no one is in that situation if they don’t want to be! NO ONE should be alone during the holidays.’ And while Dean is taken aback by the tone, he mutters an apology and leaves.
Cas spends most of the day by himself, a teenage girl comes in around ten, and then he doesn’t see anyone else until four. The older gentleman leaves around four thirty, and though neither of them make a purchase, he’s still glad he was here. When the bell at the door rings again around seven, Cas is happy to see someone else in need. However when he turns the corner from the aisle he was reorganizing, he sees Dean, arms full of bags. From their transparency, he sees a bag of dinner rolls, what he believes is several Tupperware containers full of mashed potatoes, turkey, gravy, and stuffing, and the unmistakable circular outline of a pie tin.
'What is this, Dean? Shouldn’t you be at Sam’s?’
'You were right, Cas. No one should be alone on Thanksgiving.’
your pain is not a burden to anyone ok? i know people act like you being in pain is somehow burdening them or you are “making them feel bad” or “pushing them away” well that is bullshit my friend, you’re not obliged to give them the happy painless version of yourself, you are not obliged to be a concept that requires no empathy or consideration from others, you’re not obliged to make anyone feel good or provide them a cheerful company, you are the one carrying 100% of the burden of your pain and you’re the one suffering from it, and if people refuse to offer compassion for that and demand you to “feel differently” to convenience them, they are shit people and dirty dirty liars who refuse to acknowledge that your pain matters more than their convenience
Frank, Bonnie, and Asher have all murdered ~innocent~ people and AK is the one in jail.
Wes killed someone in ~defense~ of his girlfriend and he’s dead.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say HTGAWM was trying (and failing) to pull off some sort of subversive storytelling about White Privilege and how that plays into getting away with murder but I actually don’t have faith in the show’s writing so I’m just going to sleep.