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au-based dean winchester — affiliated with @fatherhated.
[TXT]: you still mad?
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Read 4:34 PM
[TXT]: i miss you
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[TXT — Tay]: that aint gonna work this time
[TXT]: don't make me ask twice.
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[TXT — Tay]: ?????? [TXT — Tay]: u didnt even ask once
[TXT]: running late, sorry
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[TXT — Tay]: how late
[TXT]: where are you??
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[TXT — Tay]: workin [TXT — Tay]: thought i'd gank em sons of bitches quickly but they kept poppin up like pimples on a schoolgirls face [TXT — Tay]: im headin back now
dean to ME. like with all the burgers he's eating and all the beer he's drinking, i don't think dean has a six pack, sorry. he's fit, as in he's strong and agile and can hold his own against a supernatural creature, but no amount of machete swinging will bring his intake to a deficit sufficient enough to maintain a sculpted body.
he does have a high protein diet despite how greasy it is: burgers (especially bacon cheeseburgers), steaks, sausages, hot dogs, chili dogs, fries, onion rings, etc. pie is a must, doesn't matter if it's cherry, pecan, apple. his usual choice is apple pie, though, and he tolerates pumpkin pie when it's in season. beer is always cheap. his brand of choice is budweiser. he won't say no to bud light, miller lite, or coors—in that order. he wouldn't say no to a beer, period. if it's sold in a six-pack, a case, or a vending machine, he's drinking it. he takes his coffee black, lots of sugar. essentially, his diet is high protein, high grease, high sugar, zero balance. nine times out of ten, it's on a laminated menu.
which means his body is not sculpted. he has a solid, athletic build with broad shoulders, thick chest and strong arms, but he has no aesthetic muscle. he's soft all over. his core is strong, but his belly is not flat. his abs aren't visible unless his intake has dropped because of a prolonged hunt or a depressive episode*, for the most part there's just a faint outline. the reason his diet hasn't turned him into a blob is because of his physical activity levels, high metabolism + genetics, and inconsistent eating.
*his depressive episodes mean he doesn't eat or doesn't stop eating. no in between.
basically his diet looks something like this:
breakfast: coffee, at least four strips of bacon, eggs over easy. sometimes morning is just coffee plus a stale donut grabbed mid-getting ready.
lunch: bacon cheeseburger (double if he needs to drown his sorrows and can't get a beer yet), fries or onion rings, optional slice of pie.
dinner: steak or meatloaf. sometimes it's pizza. obligatory bottle of beer.
snacks: beef jerky, chips, candy bars, leftover pizza if he's been staying at a motel overnight, coffee, energy drinks.
tean
send a ship and i'll tell you who:
gives nose/forehead kisses: both. but mostly tay because he has the tendency to look at her like a stray dog left too long out in the rain and she can't help but treat him like one.
gets jealous the most: dean. tay likes to rile him up by flirting with other men at dive bars, and dean talks a big game about showing them who's boss until he actually has to do it. as a human, he refrains because tay might have to get involved in breaking up the fight and that'd be embarrassing. as a vampire, he chickens out because he's afraid he might actually kill them.
picks the other up from the bar when they're too drunk to drive: tay picks dean up. he's able to get drunk because he doesn't feed a lot, or regularly, and he gets very, very drunk.
takes care of who on sick days: tay doesn't get sick, so she has to take care of dean when he's human and down with the most vicious cold. he complains a lot and requires attention 24/7.
drags the other person out into the water on beach day: dean. and by drag, i mean he picks tay up and runs towards the water. he either throws her in the water when it's deep enough or he jumps while carrying her.
gives unprompted massages: tay, especially when dean's back from a hunt that tay didn't partake in. but he does return the favor when she looks like she needs one, too.
drives/rides shotgun: dean drives, tay rides shotgun. he only makes an exception when he's human and 1) they've been driving for days and he needs to sleep or 2) he's injured or something else physically prevents him from driving.
brings the other lunch at work: well, they don't really do lunch while they're hunting. but dean feeds on other vampires in his never-ending quest to feel better about being one of them. so, technically, tay's bringing him lunch at work.
has the better parental relationship: dean, but only because he has romanticized his family to the point of delusion.
is more likely to cry when watching movies: tay. and dean thinks he's slick when he puts his arm around her and pulls her to him in an attempt at "casual" comfort.
firmly believes in couples costumes: dean. both for halloween and roleplaying-in-bed purposes.
breaks the expensive gift rule during christmas: they don't really have that rule. neither of them buy expensive gifts in general, though tay is more likely to surprise dean with something expensive. he's never complained.
makes the other eat breakfast: they mostly eat out. blame dean's constantly-on-the-road upbringing. but when they do stay in, they take turns.
remembers anniversaries: both. dean is more likely to forget an anniversary, accidentally if he's in a depressive episode and on purpose if he's mad at tay.
plans the craziest vacations/birthdays/parties/etc.: they don't really do that. their celebrations are usually lowkey, and the craziest their vacations get is when alexis gets him high on weed.
[TXT]: you start your day at 2pm?
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[TXT — Tay]: yeah so? [TXT — Tay]: dont judge me
[TXT]: no one's heard from you. are you okay?
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[TXT]: how's trying to forget about me going?
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[TXT — Tay]: first of all im not trying im doing [TXT — Tay]: second ☝🏻 [TXT — Tay]: not well
[TXT]: have you been drinking?
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[TXT — Tay]: no [TXT — Tay]: maybe [TXT — Tay]: not much [TXT — Tay]: just one [TXT — Tay]: swear [TXT — Tay]: ☝🏻😜
[TXT]: stop texting me.
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[TXT — Tay]: i miss u :(
[TXT]: i'll leave that up to your imagination.
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[TXT — Tay]: oh come on [TXT — Tay]: thats downright cruel
i begin to resemble those monsters,
anne de marcken, "it lasts forever and then it's over" / supernatural, s06e05 "live free or twi-hard" / clementine von radics / supernatural, s09e17 "mother's little helper" / sylvia plath, from "elm" / john keats, "the fall of hyperion - a dream" / supernatural, s05e03 "free to be you and me" / anthony oliviera, "dayspring" / vladimir mayakovsky, "at the top of my voice"
it would be unlike tay to not listen, so she doesn't stop. she keeps her touch light, and hardly there until he's teetering on the edge of too much blood loss. tay doesn't push over that brink, keeping him still by a fistful of hair, so she can swipe up what's left on his skin with her tongue.
then she pulls back, fangs biting into her own bottom lip to prevent grinning her thank you. though, that might be unnecessary. dean seems dazed enough that he wouldn't have noticed anyway, like he hasn't realised her blood is under his fingernails. she doesn't complain.
"are you okay?" she asks, softly, sinking lower so that she isn't above him. tay traces his hairline with her fingertips, her touch now intending to ground. she swallows, suddenly nervous. "too much?"
dean's eyes flutter closed at tay's touch. he leans into the softness of it, and the warmth, even if the latter shouldn't even be possible. maybe it's a bad sign, but dean's mind is too hazy to flash those red lights.
"nah." his head lolls back, his lips parted. what little strength he has left he uses to grin. "s'all good." it shouldn't be. what he's lettin' her do goes against everything he stands for. but havin' her in his lap like this, all cute and soft-eyed, it makes him forget she's one of the things he's supposed to kill.
his grip on tay has slackened. his eyelids still feel heavy, so dean flexes his fingers just to make sure his body hasn't gone entirely numb. then, he drags his palm up tay's back, his fingers weakly tracing the length of her spine. his grin hasn't faltered.
"yer gonna kill me someday."
@inbalanceofpower: 016 — in the snow rolling a big ball to build a snowman, bringing it to life with makeshift features and wrapping it up with a warm scarf.
dean's boots crunch through the fresh layer of snow as he glances at tay over his shoulder. he gives her a lopsided smile with a boyish spark in his eye. he huffs out a breath. "watch 'n learn," he says, already rolling a ball of snow across their backyard.
the ball grows, gathering flakes until it's almost up to his waist. one side of it comes out flat, the other bulging, but dean pats it and nods approvingly.
he packs a handful after a handful onto the second ball until it sits crookedly on top of the first. what he'd intended to be a snout ends up more like a rounded blob. the two sticks he used for the legs are too short, one sticks out at an angle, and one kept slipping until he jammed it in with unnecessary determination. the pebbles for eyes are uneven, making his creation look perpetually confused.
dean stands to the side, feet apart, one leg extended, and gestures dramatically to his masterpiece. he's grinning, stupidly, and looking one second away from exclaiming, ta-da!
when tay's reaction comes with a delay, he chimes in almost doubting the gesture. "well?" he shakes his still outstretched arms as if to put more emphasis on the fact that it's finished. "it's you!"
"me?"
"it's a snowman. but a wolf. you could say it's a," he puts up a finger, "wait for it." he stretches out the seconds unnecessarily, eyes bright. "—a snow-wolf."
then, dean steps back, studying the result with his head tilted: crooked eyes, wonky legs, a vaguely head-shaped mound. "okay, so it's not exactly anatomically accurate." he takes off his scarf and loops it clumsily around the snow-wolf's head. "but it's got character."