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@wellwatersurprise
muggy makes me feel so maternal
My contribution to this year's @destielaureversebb!!! Sci-fi.... Intrique.... Romance.... Get hypedšāØāļø and, as always, click for better detail.
It was truly fantastic getting to see this story come together and I must recommend that you go and read I See You Cowboy by the incomparable GhoulsnHalos on ao3!!!!
And of course, a huge thank you to the @destielaureversebb mods, without whom this wouldn't be possible!!!
another episode without my one true love im going crazy im losing my marbles i miss him so much i feel sick. anyway heres some studies, maximus nation this ones for you
Coming soon for theĀ @destielaureversebb: āI see you, cowboyāĀ
Author:Ā GhoulsnHalos Artist: @wellwatersurprise
Rating:Ā Teen and Up Archive warnings:Ā None Length:Ā Ā 28,000 words Tags:Ā Ā Space Opera AU; Apocalyptic background; Slow Burn; Space Cowboy Dean; Detective Castiel Relationships:Ā Dean/Castiel
Summary:Ā Ā
Commander Castiel Novak canāt make Dean Winchester, a man who moves through the galaxy like heās serving penance to an invisible god, fit any criminal box. Investigating Dean uncovers corruption within the Coalition Police Corps.
Dean believes family comes first. Whatever it takes, even collecting ancient artifacts for Crowley, heāll do it. He doesnāt get miracles.
The problem? The artifacts could trigger an apocalypse and Crowley isnāt the only one hunting them. Deanās unwittingly caught in the crossfire; Castiel is as entangled too.
Does Castiel choose duty or truth? Does Dean allow himself to be saved, or become the saviour?
Excerpt:Ā
āThe floor is yours, Mr. Winchester. Tell us everything in your own words and at your pace. No-one will question you until youāve finished.ā
āMy name is Dean Winchester. I'm an Aquarius. I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the holodeck, and frisky people of all genders.ā Deanās expression changes. A serious, yet definitely not regretful expression replaces the brash attitude. Dean holds Urielās gaze, staring straight at him and not the camera.Ā
The twisting in Castielās gut returns full force. Something is off. He can see no evidence Uriel has forced Dean into this confession. So what is wrong with the picture? He needs to get his hands onĀ allĀ the relevant files. Or maybe he ought to hear Dean out, in case Castielās suspicion of Uriel is clouding his judgement.
āIām a salvage specialist. Looking for parts I can legally retrieve for my Uncleās business. You tell me those vintage parts were someone elseās property, Iāll give āem back. Scoutās honour. No harm no foul, right. I bet Bobby would even spring a few credits for restitution. But I donāt know nothing about no Knights. Never heard the name Azazel Douchebag or whatever it was you...ā Dean jerks his head towards Uriel with a scowl. ā...said he was called.ā
Dean sits as far back as the chair will allow, folding his hands together on the table. The little tug at the corner of his mouth suggesting a challenge to Uriel to prove otherwise.
Itās all a performance. Bluster designed to make people think heās the carefree, space cowboy when Castiel saw the momentary softening in his expression when he mentionedĀ Bobby. The man means something to Deanāmore than the mere titleĀ uncleĀ would suggest; Castiel would bet on it, if he ever indulged in such a thing.
Posting date: March 5, 2026
redraw of my entry for the frigid fluid Halloween art contest from a couple years ago. sadly i didnāt win but i liked my design and wanted to see my improvement o(^ā½^)o
in a way i feel like the original (right) has more character!
best part of being an artist is making crossovers that no one cares about. anyway despite their similarities i think wordgirl would actually hate buffy-speak
wanted to try something in the art nouveau style after seeing paris.... so enjoy a poster for my favorite album?
He nearly flinched as the bat-doppleganger caught his arm. "We need to talk," "Bruce" said. "In private." Wolfish eyes cast a triumphant look at Wonder Woman. "Success!" he mouthed, flashing a thumbs-up as he steered the dazed couple toward the door. "Put it on my tab," he announced breezily to the maitre d', then hustled them to the elevators. "I've got a suite in this hotel, right?" he muttered.
"Fiftieth floor," said Bruce, not looking at Superman.
From āKiss and Tellā by Mithen on AO3. One of the best superbat fics out there i really canāt recommend it enough.
Not an official collab or anything, but I love this fic deeply so I illustrated a scene from it! crossposted on ao3 x
The Long Haul
Story by: loverantiquities
Art by: wellwatersuprise
Hereās my contribution to this yearās @destielaureversebb! It was so lovely getting to work with @tragidean, who is such an amazing author seriously I cannot recommend this story (and all of her others!!) enough!
Castiel wonāt kill himānot with the razor, anyway. Maybe with whatās hiding just beneath the waterās edge, but not the razor.
āYou think I need a trim?ā Dean asks with a grin. He plants his knees on the silty bottom, putting his head at Castielās stomach level. Castiel takes him by the chin, tilting his face up; Deanās breath catches. āCas.ā
And this was the piece that started it all!
āPlease,ā he says, so close to a prayer that something sparks in his chest, so foreign yet like itās always been there. As the light wanes, Dean looks up to see Castielās face, his brow pinched and eyes determined, lips pulled into a scowl. For a moment, Dear swears he sees the glimmer of a halo over his head, the broad, expansive shape of something translucent looming behind his back.
Please go check out āthe long haulā here!!
Coming soon for the @destielaureversebb: āthe long haulāĀ
Author:Ā LoversAntiquities @tragidean Artist:Ā Wellwatersurprise @wellwatersurprise
Rating: Mature Archive warnings: none Length:Ā 10,000 words Tags:Ā Ā Western AU, Rancher Castiel, Cowboy Dean, 1890s Relationships:Ā Dean/Castiel
Summary:Ā Ā With an ongoing drought in Texas, Castiel is forced to sell a portion of his herd of longhorns to make ends meet on his ranch. Dean, a cowboy under his employ, agrees to travel with him to Kansas. Only, a few weeks into their trek, something unknown begins to pick off their cattle, and Dean has a sneaking suspicion it may not be the coyote Castiel thinks it is.
Excerpt:Ā
Dean spares a glance behind them, at the two oxen hauling their wagon at the back, at the thirty longhorns filling the space between them and their horses, everyone following in line without any need for wrangling or pressure. Just a neat, orderly group, no complaints, no wandering off. Even their two calves donāt seem phased by it all. āHow do you do that?ā he asks.
Castiel looks at him out of the corner of his eye. āDo what?ā
āThe wholeā¦ā He motions to the herd. āIāve done drives beforeāājust two, but he knows how they workāāand Iāve never seen them thisā¦ā
āCalm?ā Castiel snorts a laugh. Quiet, but there. āIāve always had a way with livestock.ā
Youāre telling me. With the way theyāre behaving, Castiel might as well be their god.
The sun looms. Two miles feels like a lifetime, like at some point, Dean committed some grievous sin and this is how God intends to punish him, by letting him bake under the Texas sky. On the horizon, though, he makes out the shape of what could be a house, or an abnormally large tree with the canopy ripped off. Shade, finallyāand more importantly, shelter for the night. āThank God,ā Dean whines and pats Babyās neck. āI can finally sit down.ā
Castiel chuckles and shakes his head. Heās even more handsome when he smiles, something he shouldn't pay attention to or even consider, but out in the middle of nowhere with no one around for miles, he allows himself to indulge, even from a very close distance.
You shouldn't trust cowboys, his fatherās voice echoes in his head. But Castiel is probably the best cowboy heās ever known, and the only one he trusts with his life.
Posting date:Ā February 3, 2025
they never really acknowledged it, but i know in my heart he missed his wings.
(inspired by thunderbird by they might be giants)
nothing like a slushy when youāve been forsaken by your kind and abandoned by your only friends haha right guys?
what if you š«µš«µš«µwere lowkey ššš a megstiel enjoyer š¤š¤š¤ but castiel was never āāāallowed to be happy ššš
scene from Supernatural s11e11 āInto the Mysticā redone in a pixel art rpg/visual novel style! i can only think in squaresā¦ā¦
this was coded on Scratch and its actually up and running to be played, so if youāre curious you can find it here š
and if i may be so bold as to requestā¦.. a little commotion for the backgroundā¼ļøā¼ļøā¼ļø
hand pixelād by yours truly im so proud. my magnum opus.
Individual Scenes Under the Cut
a little bit of pixel art cas bc im trying to get into the pixel lifestyle. the pixel grindset even. itās all about squares, you see.
am i⦠allowed to post ponynatural?? idk but i recently discovered this concept and i love it
castielās female vessel my beloved