Hello, Dean.
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Not today Justin
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Hello, Dean.
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New sketch.
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This is my second castle-piece-Castiel. And my second attempt to post art in high resolution (fuck up). Maybe there are some ways to post art in tumblr that I don't know about that allow to save the quality?
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"That's how I see you."
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The Resurrected
It consisted of an alien intent, of theories and strings, yet within it lived a will, and it grew. It was not unfathomable, for it was not the Design, yet it was measured with difficulty—it would require five dimensions for it to be contained within the world of objects.
It had lived for millions of years; it witnessed the explosion of the first star and heard the first breath of the first creature that raised its head from the waters and stepped for the first time upon the dry land.
It dwelt within the ancient whale, and the primeval bird, and the cavern unicorn, and within other beings. It dwelt within the giant dragonfly. It descended to Earth again and again, and once it dwelt within a human woman. It preserved the memory of human times, words, and shells.
When the command resounded, it was bodiless; it spread its wings and descended into the abyss, wrathful and ready to fulfill the decree.
Crowley’s late with his end-of-year report. Again. 🐍 How are things on your end? No deadlines, work piles, or exams haunting you?
They are ascending (or not 😏)
Happy birthday to my favorite bee lover 🐝
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Happy birthday, Castiel, angel of his human 💙
I'm Castiel. I'm an Angel of the Lord.
An evening of TV shows after a tough hunt.
Hello, Dean.
"That's how I see you."
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Btw he sees his soul:
Another take on this lineart here
I started this comics two weeks ago before the banana incident, but - whatever. No one's gonna believe me anyway.
Thank you, Misha!
(Part 2 coming soon)
A blessing
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