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spncoldesthitsLive blog for CaffeinaShips fic They Look at You Like They Don't Speak Your Language
"Music to an Angel is as logical and analytical as every part of humanity. Analysis of rhythm, patterns of sound, waves of sound, historical context, resonance of instruments, and so on. An Angel perceives the effects of sonic vibration on surrounding matter and believes they understand music more than a human ever could. Perhaps they do understand music more completely than people do."
This is an interesting way to look at it from an Angel's POV.
"Stood up. Abandoned. Tossed out. Left behind."
*Holds Cas*
"After a heartbeat he set the spatula down gently and deliberately next to the stove, turned on his heels and walked out. The lyrics of his music wafting out of the room after him."
Ouch. *holds Sam and Cas both*
"It’s the shame, Castiel realizes. The shame that Dean carries on himself always, like a beloved family heirloom. It is after all a gift from his family. Dean’s sense of being unworthy, Dean’s feelings of being a grunt unsuited for academic places, his feeling of responsibility for every mess the brothers are ever in. All gifts from his father that he holds onto dearly without any sense of how they weigh him down."
Oh, Dean. My poor baby.
"Castiel believed that he knew every word in the English language. He believed he knew every definition of every word. But he was still terrible at connecting those words to emotional states."
It takes practice, kid. You've been an Angel a lot longer than you've been trying humanity out.
"Music to an Angel is as logical and analytical as every part of humanity. Analysis of rhythm, patterns of sound, waves of sound, historical context, resonance of instruments, and so on. An Angel perceives the effects of sonic vibration on surrounding matter and believes they understand music more than a human ever could. Perhaps they do understand music more completely than people do."
This is an interesting way to look at it from an Angel's POV.
"Stood up. Abandoned. Tossed out. Left behind."
*Holds Cas*
"After a heartbeat he set the spatula down gently and deliberately next to the stove, turned on his heels and walked out. The lyrics of his music wafting out of the room after him."
Ouch. *holds Sam and Cas both*
"It’s the shame, Castiel realizes. The shame that Dean carries on himself always, like a beloved family heirloom. It is after all a gift from his family. Dean’s sense of being unworthy, Dean’s feelings of being a grunt unsuited for academic places, his feeling of responsibility for every mess the brothers are ever in. All gifts from his father that he holds onto dearly without any sense of how they weigh him down."
Oh, Dean. My poor baby.
"Castiel believed that he knew every word in the English language. He believed he knew every definition of every word. But he was still terrible at connecting those words to emotional states."
It takes practice, kid. You've been an Angel a lot longer than you've been trying humanity out.
