#strongly implied

[foryoupeko]

Tip #1: Don't be afraid to experiment with your art.

Tip #2: Don't draw the same model all the time or else you'll end up with this

[laughablelament]

Dean drives them to a motel, stops on the way for a handle of Hunter’s Helper and a case of Coke.

“We having a party?” Sam’s lips press in a flat line.

“Fuckin’-a,” Dean says. “A private, VIP party.”

He finds Reservoir Dogs, edited for basic cable. “You wanna play the color game?”

Sam gapes. “You’re fucking kidding me. You’re middle-aged, Dean. You’ll die.”

Dean lifts the booze, plants a smooch on the label. “Ah, but what a way to go.”

Sam rolls eyes, takes the bottle and pours two fingers each into flimsy motel cups. “How about, instead of alcohol poisoning, we go for warm and loose.” He squints, dares Dean to make the obvious joke.

So Dean steps back, looks Sam up and down and licks his lips. “Bottoms up.”

Got him.

Sam’s nostrils flare. Pinch-mouthed, he fails to squash his snicker. Dean downs his drink and makes his move. Swipes Sam’s cup and slips around behind him.

[cornaceee]

yall saw that Valentine’s day post SGG made, right? Because I did and it changed my Life. So yea, that means boyfriend shirt art bc you can’t give me Than in an oversized hoodie or whatever and not expect me to draw zag in it!!!! Come on!!!!

[cocoapowder-multxfandom]

I wish we could know the thoughts of characters on screen, like we can read what, at least the main character is thinking about in a book. It would resolve so many things.👁👁

[395nm]

the bed was rocking us gently. we watched a terrifying children’s movie. it was cel animated in the style of 80s films. The score included frantic piano, weird synthesizer, and tense water harp.

Five children go out to the woods. Lucas, the bookish one, shows them how to tap the maple trees for syrup. They tap trees all day. They’re excited to come back tomorrow for their maple syrup.

The next day, they return to the woods and encounter the old farmer. He says, “thank you for tapping the trees. Now I will have delicious syrup.”

“No fair!” says the littlest child, Dorothy. “Those are our taps! We worked hard for this syrup!”

“Yes,” says the farmer, “but this is my land. Now, I will pay you $5 to go harvest all the syrup and bring it to me. And don’t think of eating any.” The kids are upset, but do as he asks.

The kids make a plan to get their syrup back. They will write a petition and get signatures from all the townsfolk. Then the farmer will have to give the kids what they deserve.

Mikey takes the petition to school to get signatures. Lacey takes it downtown. Dorothy takes it to the park. But when she sets it down, it disappears! Dorothy believes the farmer has stolen the paper, so she goes to confront him alone.

“Yes, I stole it,” says the farmer. “And I hid it in the wood pile by the old docks.”

The wood pile is a shifting mass of scrap wood, mostly old pallets, floating in the water by the docks. It towers over Dorothy. In the middle of the pile is a dark hole leading inside. Dorothy crawls in.

When Dorothy doesn’t return to the other children with the petition, they go out looking for her. When they find her bicycle by the wood pile, they are afraid for her safety. They know the pile is dangerous, but one by one all four children crawl into the hole to look for her.

It’s dark inside the pile. Almost too dark to see. The wood shifts and groans ominously. The light plays tricks on the childrens’ eyes. They see their own faces looking back at them from the shadows. This is the low point. But then, they are reunited with Dorothy and they rediscover their courage.

As the children find their courage, we see more and more faces in the shadows. The wood starts to look less like scrap lumber and more like living branches. Mikey accepts his feminine side. Lucas and Lacey admit feelings for each other. Dorothy learns to be brave.

The children blossom emotionally and literally. They erupt through the top of the forest as brightly colored trees: orange, yellow, pink, green, and blue. A big orange tree thrusts into place in the forest canopy - its leaves form a giant image of mikey’s face. A smaller blue tree is Dorothy. The children have been transformed into trees in the forest from the beginning of the movie.

As the movie ends, five new children enter the forest and tap the strange colorful trees they find for syrup.

[an-organized-confusion]

iZ!Roman’s left kidney: Fuck this gay earth.

His spleen too, probably: Fuck this guy, I'm out. He's been fucked 9 ways to Sunday already.

LeftKidney and Spleen have left the chat.

Descending aorta: Can I leave too?

Whatever’s left: NO.

Descending aorta:  Can I at least express my displeasure by bleeding profusely?

No context for anyone rn. Other than Steve is a dick.

And I’m a med nerd with a macabre sense of humor.