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The Mandalorian moodboard
imagine being the journalist in interview with the vampire. Imagine meeting a weirdo at a bar who thinks hes a vampire and being all 'lmfao im gonna interview this guy its going to be so funny' and you go back to his house only to discover that hes an Actual Vampire who Feeds On Human Blood and your stuck in his house while he rants about his ex for 371 pages
Commission I did a while ago for @captainhaterade :D I think their only request was… wings. So we came up with the wings cocoon :D
Title: The Curse of Gold Artist: @whichstiel Author: @deanohthewriter Rating: Mature Pairings: Dean/Cas Wordcount: 6987 Warnings: None Summary:
After months of having the same nightmare, Dean Winchester decides to see a Dream Weaver - a highly illegal gifted person with the ability to heal dreams from within. Dean doesn’t expect anything to happen when he meets Castiel Novak, until he’s sitting in his living room, staring into those blue eyes and Castiel finds out more about Dean than anyone ever has.
Link to art: AO3 | Tumblr Link to fic
I created this art for the 2019 Dean/Cas Reverse Bang. It was selected by DeanOh, who wrote a lovely story to accompany it, The Curse of Gold. I really enjoyed reading it! It’s so sweet and peaceful, and makes for perfect hiatus reading. Here’s the summary.
After months of having the same nightmare, Dean Winchester decides to see a Dream Weaver - a highly illegal gifted person with the ability to heal dreams from within. Dean doesn’t expect anything to happen when he meets Castiel Novak, until he’s sitting in his living room, staring into those blue eyes and Castiel finds out more about Dean than anyone ever has.
I had a wonderful time working with DeanOh! Be sure to heap love on The Curse of Gold! Huge thanks to the mods, Jojo and Muse, for a well-run challenge and tons of support.
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all is calm, all is bright
It is fifteen minutes until midnight on Christmas Eve. Sam and Jack have long gone to bed, leaving Dean and Cas on the couch to watch the end of It’s A Wonderful Life. The Christmas tree they picked up from a tree farm a week ago sparkles in the corner of the room, a few presents resting beneath its twinkling lights and ornaments.
Dean is on his third — wait maybe fourth, rum and egg nog when the credits start rolling. He downs the rest of the glass and sighs when it slides smoothly down his throat, warming him from the inside out. He looks over at Cas and smiles, all sloppy in his drunken state.
“Now you get the Clarence thing huh?”
“I do,” Cas admits, and Dean watches him smile fondly at the memories of the nickname.
“It fits you, ya know cause you do a lot of saving, especially me, so if Meg was right about anything it was that,” Dean says and immediately curses his lack of inhibition.
Cas chuckles and it sounds bright amidst the music playing from the credits. Dean stares at him in the glow of the lights, the curve of his nose, the outline of his profile.
“Are you going to bed?” Cas asks, and it breaks Dean out of his lovestruck stupor. The screen is black now, movie finished and Dean feels his cheeks heat up in being caught staring.
“Nah, I figured I’d stay down here awhile listen to some music. Kinda like how peaceful it is, ya know?”
Cas nods in understanding, then asks, “Do you mind if I stay?”
“Not at all,” Dean says. He pats Cas’ shoulder as he gets up to walk over to the record player. He sifts through his records and finds one with a selection of classic Christmas songs and puts it on. He keeps the volume low, but loud enough that if fills the room with soft music.
Dean hovers by the tree, looking at the branches, admiring how the ornaments twinkle in the light. It’s not often he’s gotten to have a Christmas tree on Christmas. Hotels weren’t feasible for that. It’s nice having real decorations and a loving, found family to share it with. He smiles when he looks up at the angel on the tree. Cas had been grumpy about the stereotypical female angel with long white robes and curled blonde hair they’d picked up at the store. He was very adamant that wasn’t actually what he or any other angels looked like, so of course Dean had to get it. He made sure she had blue eyes though, so at least there was something sort of accurate.
He hears footsteps approach his side and glances over as Cas steps up next to Dean. The first notes of Silent Night start drifting out of the player and Dean catches Cas smiling in amusement.
“These songs are incredibly fascinating and nothing like what actually happened. One day I’ll have to tell you the real story,” Cas says.
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
Dean feels a warm palm brush against the side of his hand and loses all ability to breathe. Cas’ fingers glide along the inside of Dean’s wrist and slide down, Dean recognizes it as the question it is and answers by catching Cas’ fingers between his and holding tight.
Cas moves closer and joins their hands, tangling his fingers with Dean’s. He arches an eyebrow and Dean smiles, bashful like he feels and steps fully into Cas’ orbit. Cas moves even closer and slides his other hand around Dean’s back. It’s a little awkward at first, neither of them that great at dancing, so they end up just swaying along to the chorus of Silent Night echoing throughout the room.
During the last stanza, Cas leans in and rests his forehead against Dean’s, bumping their noses together and tightens his hold on Dean’s lower back. A giddy sort of happiness Dean hasn’t felt in… well ever, settles home deep in his chest. He closes his eyes, smiles, and squeezes Cas’ hand tangled with his.
It’s not everything he wanted for Christmas, but it’s enough.
The last of two stories I Illustrated for @deancasbigbang 2018.
If you know me at all, you’ll know that my love for fantasy holds no bounds and this story ticks all the boxes. I had so much fun drawing for this beautiful story and I absolutely recommend that you read ‘The Kings Companion’ by @archeolatry immediately😊
As always, art done in Procreate and text from Inkpad.
You can also find the art on Ao3
Happy 10 year anniversary Angel Cakes!
My contribution for @spnpinupcalendar 2018
I Hear That’s Good
A few years ago, when I was still in an all-girls catholic high school, one of my teachers told us in her weekly “it’s just a phase” lectures that lesbian relationships are toxic because unlike a man and a woman, two women understand each other completely, thus, making it harder for one to break up with the other, resulting in them being trapped in a lesbian relationship for the rest of their lives just because they got too cozy with having a partner that supports and cares for them.
Anyway can you imagine being straight and thinking that people understanding their partners needs are toxic im so glad i cant relate
cast noah centineo as ash ketchum you cowards
Ash is literally 10 years old and fucking Japanese. He should be played by Scarlett Johansson and nobody else
in skyrim i married a homeless man and even though we are married and he lives in my huge fuckin house he still wears rags and asks me to give him 1 gold whenever i see him
that’s just what men are like
if you wanna know how long this year has been: the whole fucking tide pod fuckery happened in january