Still in love with this story, months after reading it: Ninety One Whiskey by komodobits.
Another comic, in which Dean saves Cas from the Empty - nothing new here but on their way back to the bunker they stop at a motel and oh no! There is only one bed 🤭
There are two more, very explicit, pages on my patreon. Come by and say hello ☺️
One protective Angel to go :)
You can find those very much less cropped on my patreon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I’ve been working on this little, 15-page-comic for a while and now it’s complete :,)
You can find it on my patreon :) come by and say hi sometimes!
Where’s The Angel?
Welcome to my The Boys brainworm: there’s an Angel in the cell next to Soldier Boy and after getting familiar to each other’s screams he just can’t flee without him.
It’s also on my patreon… a little less cropped :3
So I finished Ninety One Whiskey by komodobits and I want to write 100 loveletters to this story. Almost half a million words and I dreaded the last few pages because I just didn’t want it to end. What a wonderful story, what a talent, what a masterpiece, and it hasn’t left my mind once since starting it.
I had to emotionally digest everything by creating a bunch of fanart with some of the scenes that got seared into my mind - vividly and probably forever.
All of it is spoiler-y to the story, so please be aware!
Oh, the Goodbye stranger that lives in my head
There is one more page on my patreon https://www.patreon.com/cottoncandyofterror :)
Just found that in my gallery, wayyy down.
It was supposed to be a clothing study and then the leather jacket and the trenchcoat started holding hands. Figures.
Adventures in lighting things unsuccessfully :‘)
Again: you’ll find more panels on my patreon https://www.patreon.com/cottoncandyofterror :)
Society if Cas had visible wings :,)
So this little comic kicks off my superfresh, still warm Patreon Account: patreon.com/cottoncandyofterror - There are a few more panels that are patreon-exclusive and too spicy for tumblr :3
I would be so happy if I could welcome some of you over there :)
Huuuh, how about some bloody boys on this lovely Sunday evening?
Eh, something something the Empty.
This just kind of happened while dicking around with different brushes and doing some face studies. Yee.
The hurt/comfort Collection