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"Hello, were new to the neighbourhood" cookies are done, bagged, and ready to go! Time to put Monkey and his cute cheeks to work 😏. #welcomecookies #chocolatechipcookies #homemade

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Kitchen sink salad! With spiralized zucchini and carrots and various fruits and veggies and gf croutons. Summer is finally here :D #paleo #glutenfree #dairyfree #tasteofsummer #salad #yum

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Title: The Cold Fusion Job Author: la_rubinita Artist: throughxthexice Rating: Mature Pairings: Dean/Cas Warnings: thief!Dean, scientist!Cas, kidnapping, action violence, heist job, Cas pretends to be Russian, Dean’s A+ self-worth, Dean deserves nice things, Cas is a nice thing, Jo is a fucking badass Posting Date: 10/4/2017

Summary:  Castiel Milton is a brilliant electro-chemist at the peak of his career.  He’s developed the ultimate energy source, the science behind it promising to revolutionize the world energy market and combat climate change in a way few could have ever dreamed.  He’s proud of his work, but he’s grown restless and is more lonely than he realized.  He’s ready for a change.   Dean is a thief and mercenary by trade, on a mission of absolution with his rag-tag family.  But when the nastiest skeleton in Dean’s closet rears its ugly head, Dean is put between a rock and a hard place: steal Castiel’s research or Sam dies.   It’s all downhill from there.  Dean is not the only thief after Castiel’s work, and no one is pulling any punches.  Castiel ends up along for the ride, stepping up time and time again, as determined to save Sam as he is to protect his life’s work. Dean doesn’t know what to do with Castiel and his too-blue eyes that see more than they should, or the growing affection he has for him that, like everything else about this wild night, is completely out of control.

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Castiel wandered up to his building in a daze, stopping dead when he saw his reflection in the glass door.  He looked like hell.  His tuxedo was destroyed — torn, covered in dirt, the knees of his trousers were shredded from when he’d knelt in the glass, and his bowtie was gone.  The dark circles under his eyes made him appear as exhausted as he felt, and he was in dire need of a shower and a shave. There was also the blood.  Most of it was Dean’s. The apartment was full of morning sun when Castiel finally managed to trudge up the stairs.  The television was on, re-runs of “The Rockford Files” airing with the volume turned low, and Anna was asleep on the sofa, still wearing her dress.  She stirred when the door clicked shut behind him, stretching and yawning as she fixed her bleary gaze on him. She looked out the window, then back at him, a teasing smile curling her lips and sculpted eyebrows dancing suggestively.  “I guess it ended up being more than just a couple of drinks and some glad-handing.” “You could say that,” Castiel said dryly. Anna squinted at him across the room.  “Did you go for a literal roll in the hay?” “Not exactly.” “Where would you even find hay?” Castiel looked down at himself, remembering rolling down that embankment, the sound of metal twisting in the distance. Anna got up and moved toward him, alert now, keen eyes cataloging every detail.  Not much got past her.  Her gaze narrowed.  “Is that blood?” He tried to think of something to say to soothe his sister, but Anna was already working herself up to a proper fit, so…  “No?”   “That is not a question you answer with another question, Cas!  Oh my God, did he roofie you and leave you to die of exposure?” Castiel shook his head.  “Nothing like that.  He was a perfect gentleman.  Until he throat-punched the priest.” “What?!”  Anna screeched, flailing a little.  “Who throat-punches a priest?  Alright, that’s it.  I’m am officially making myself your Head Screener of Dates.  Jesus.  You went to a fundraising gala, and you look like someone threw you out of a moving car!” He canted his head to the side.  Her summary was surprisingly accurate. “I’m going to shower.” “What?  Cas!  You can’t lead in with ‘he throat-punched a priest’ and then just walk away!” Castiel walked away. It wasn’t like the guy was a real priest anyway.

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The Blur of Our Wandering

Author: destimushi Rating: M Word Count: 8788  Tags: truck driver Cas, survivor Dean, victim Dean, mentions of a serial killer, trauma, self-loathing, survivor Cas, victim Cas, truck stop bathroom hook up, new beginnings, self-harm issues, slight dub-con, minor character death, survivor guilt, handjobs Summary: Castiel is most at peace when he’s on the job. It’s the same stretch of road ahead, the same problems being left behind, and driving his truck from one side of the country to the other quiets the voices in his head. When he pulls over at one of his favourite diners along the way, a chance meeting with a green-eyed stranger fires his blood and leaves him wanting. Little does he know he will run into the same man two more times that night and change his life forever. This is a story about two men, one running from his past and one hiding from his present, and when they collide, they find out they’re haunted by the same demons.

Link: Ao3 

Artist: Aceriee Link: Ao3 | Tumblr

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Illustrations made for ’The Blur of Our Wandering’ written by @destimushi for @deancastielbigbang.

Make sure to read this little gem of a story.

I’ve tried to challenge myself and try different styles on these. Not sure I’ve succeeded, but I’m happy with the end result all the same. 

All pieces are done in Procreate with the addition of text from InkPad

You can also find me on Ao3

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So I heard this video got deleted from YouTube and people have been looking for it. Well it just happens I had it saved to my camera roll so if you are dying to watch it or want to watch it again and again here you go. THIS IS NOT MY VIDEO! ALL CREDS GO TO THE CREATOR OF IT ! Enjoy :)

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I don’t know which I love more….the full on laugh face or the glimpse of the tattoo peaking out. I’ll take them both.

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Rob Benedict; the cutest grown ass man ever😊

Done in Procreate, to be printed and painted with acrylics on watercolor paper.

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cas slapping dean across the face tho~~~

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“The war is over, Buck. We can go home now.”

Bucky was battered and bruised but he and Steve made it through the war, together. The world was moving on around him, and peace didn’t seem all that enticing anymore when Bucky had to watch Steve move on too.

It was the last night before everything changed. Tonight Bucky was going to get what he wanted, even if he knew he didn’t deserve it.

I had the great pleasure (and horrible sadness) of betaing this fic. You can find it on AO3 here.

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Dinner :D.

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Pineapple neckwarmer <3 first time trying a pineapple stitch, it's so pretty! #crochet #pineapplestitch #handmade #pineapplescarf #crochetneckwarmer

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Yoda hat for my little monkey. He's in bed now, but I'll have to try it on him tomorrow to make sure of the fit! #crochet #crochethat #yoda #yodahat #handmade #crochetyodahat

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Because... The flowers are just too pretty <3 #crochetnecklace #crochetflower

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Flower choker complete :D. Can also be made longer as a necklace or even a fancy collar. This whole thread crochet thing is so much fun, I might make a black one too xD. #crochetnecklace #crochetchoker #crochet #handmade #crochetflower

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Carrot spice cake :D. Using cloud 9 flour and almond milk for a delicious #glutenfree and #dairyfree treat. Might make a cream cheese icing for those that want some dairy though, still debating on that haha

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I might be getting addicted to thread crochet. Omg <3 #threadcrochet #crochet #crochetnecklace