#suptober20

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Still don't have any idea of what I'm doing with this digital drawing stuff but it's coming along

Coloring of a Suptober20 drawing

Gabriel planting the first lilies in the Earth

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Samifer + Decheal

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Ok guys

Im thinking about ordering some prints of this suptober prompt. Its one of my favorites and it came out so good 😊

So I need to know how much interest there is in this so I know about how many to order. So let me know if you'd be interested in one!

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Challenges

Things from the past and things in the works

SUPTOBER20 Masterlist and Submissions Here

Incomplete... Life got busy and I got married!

SPNDarkBingo Masterlist Here

under construction, coming soon

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Im so mad at my brain for not finishing Suptober yet. I think I hit a creative wall earlier than usual. Still, its a huge disappointment for myself

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Suptober Day 12: Rewind

Rewind

General / De-Aged  / 11,915 words

Read on A03 

Suptober Masterlist

"Sam."

"Cas? Cas! I can't-"Sam cut himself off, coughing hard as the sickly sweet smoke thickened around them. "I can't see!"

"Sam!"

Castiel's voice was sharper that time and Sam scrambled, palm sweaty around the angel blade and forced open his streaming eyes. Everything was shrouded in a purple haze, the witch's den covered in a glittery purple powder. Sam looked around, bringing up his arm to wipe at his face, and found Castiel standing in the middle of the room, angel blade raised as if he'd frozen mid-strike. A small child stood in front of him, dirty blond hair and a cherub face, drowning in an oversized flannel.

"Where'd the kid come from?"

The child turned its head, and Sam's gasp nearly choked him, sucking in more of that smoke, feeling it grit like sugar along his teeth. The boy couldn't have been a day over five, big eyes and a button nose over the perfect cupids bow lips. Sam took a step closer, and the boy watched the movement with intelligent eyes, small shoulders tensing. Another step closer, and the boy took a careful step out of the jeans and boots he'd been standing in, the flannel hanging nearly to his ankles as he moved back and shifted to take cover behind Castiel's legs.

"Dean?" Sam's voice was barely above a whisper, and the boy's face came into view around the hem of Castiel's trench coat, eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Dean, is that…?" Sam's eyes snapped to Castiel's, who was still holding his blade up but was looking down curiously at the child. "Cas is that…?"

"Yes, it appears so," Castiel muttered, tilting his head to look at Dean as he lowered his blade.

Sam took another step closer, and with speed entirely unnatural for a child so young, Dean darted around Castiel, snatching the blade from his hand and stepped in front of him, brandishing the angel blade like a broad sword. Sam was sure it was supposed to be menacing but the small snarl he emitted, green eyes sparking, lip curled only succeeded in making Sam laugh.

Until Dean lunged, slicing at Sam's kneecaps, so he had to dance back and away. Castiel reached for Dean's small shoulder, his hand closing over it, and Dean lowered his weapon, looking back up at him in question.

"That's your brother."

Dean made a face and turned towards Sam again. Sam nodded at him, and Dean looked back at Castiel, who also gave him a solemn nod. Dean took a few steps forward, blade still clutched in both hands, and Sam cautiously lowered himself, squatting to be at eye level with the child. Dean took one hand off the blade, the tip waving dangerously before he tensed his arm, using all his strength to hold it steady. He reached out, and for a second, Sam thought he was going to touch his face.

Instead, Dean socked him hard in the eye and pounced on him when he toppled backward, making shreds of his shirt as he fumbled to get it open. Cool steel kissed Sam's belly, and in a panic, he shoved hard, vaulting the child off of him and into a cabinet where Dean hit and sagged down, dazed.

"Shit!" Sam exclaimed, trying to scramble back onto his feet, but Dean was already on his, swaying ominously, both hands holding the blade again. "Dean. It's me. It's Sammy." Sam pressed his hands to his chest. "Please, let me help you." A trickle of blood dribbled from Dean's hairline, and guilt lacerated Sam.

Dean tipped the blade forward, and Sam tensed, ready to defend himself again, but Dean was staring resolutely at his torso. He jabbed the blade at him insistently. Sam looked down at himself, finding his shirt ripped nearly in half, revealing his chest in a deep vee. Dean lifted his chin as if trying to see inside it.

"You're looking for this?" Sam said, finally catching on. He tugged the shirt over, showing the indent of a scar next to his navel. "From the GI tube when I was born."

Dean's eyes met his, and he finally lowered the blade, turning back towards Castiel and swaying as he made his way over to the angel. He carefully turned the blade, offering the hilt up to Castiel, who took it with a solemn nod, slipping it back up his sleeve. Then Dean collapsed.

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Suptober Day 13: Ladies

All Pretty & Petite

Explicit / Genderswap  / 25,000+ words

When Rowena bets the Winchesters they can't go a single month as women, Dean thought it'd be the easiest favor they ever won, Sam's just reluctantly along for the ride, and with the Book of the Damned at stake, there's no backing out.

31 days in a girl body? What could possibly go wrong?

OR

Sam and Dean Smash the Patriarchy

Posting everyday on AO3 until complete

Suptober Masterlist (A03)

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Suptober 2020: Day 26, Walk of Shame

Shame? Shame?? Gabriel ain't got any of that.

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