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A quick little sketch of Anna and Mary. They are my destiel.

——— for a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen:                                                        a gaseous nebula must collapse ———

it took everything to get me here.

created for @lengthofropes milestone celebration. prompt: cyan/white.

Triple Dog Dare - Lucy Dacus

for @carrotfricker 's 500 followers celebration

day 6→ touch

day 5 of @spnpoetryrenaissance’s month of poetry: family (derogatory). dean’s POV from the end of the pilot

(kind of a loose adherence to the theme here, but i think it fits well enough)

This is your reminder to breathe in the moments between all that hurt.

“Read the bible. Angels are warriors of god. I’m a soldier.”

i’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

you look awfully like a mutated angel to me.

All I'm getting from you is

c o l o r s

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On November 2nd, 1983, don’t get out of bed. No matter what you hear or what you see, promise me you won’t get out of bed.

7x02 // my love took me down to the river to silence me - little green cars

I’ve been trying NOT to have this blog turn into another “supernatural fanart only” blog…but my friends aren’t helping much.

These are little 2.5 by 3.5 in. art trading cards for my dear friend phrixion’s Supernatural themed card swap. Copic marker, colored pencil and acrylic paint, I’m trying something new so the quality varied wildly on me.

Mostly posting these just so she can see I’m not slacking off o_0

You deserve to be loved.

🏳️‍🌈 day 5 ~ cursed or not

Dean was barely seventeen years old when he had to burn the remains of the nuns. He still remembers the heat of the fire on his dirty fingers, the grey smoke making his eyes all wet and swollen and sore (it wasn’t the smoke, it wasn't).

That’s what love must feel like, he though: blistering, painful, unkind.

Maybe they really were cursed. Maybe he is cursed too.