“that was very stupid.”
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hi . posts an art and never posts again (/j)
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Castiel Coffee Angel of the Lord
Be not Caffeinated Afraid
.... this latte tastes like devotion.
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sowwy to bother u sire but i fuckin hated how i made lovelie shmoove cuz the legs got all splayed so i made it less fucked up sowwy ok biiyyyeeeee tell lovelie i love them ok byyyeee <333 :o)
THEY BE SHMOOVIN PART 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO
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God this is stupid
I had this idea yesterday morning, got real sick, and then had time to doodle. Howdy, gay people, I’m back in my NATM kick. I’m a little mad that the first time I drew Jedtavious was for a dumb joke like this, but here I am.
Likes and reblogs are appreciated, but DO NOT repost my art. If you’d like to use my art for a pfp, DM me and we can work that out 💚
Drink water, beautiful. Ily <3
(Individual images under the cut)
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Tired.
Art I made along with the old version of askblog update comic. I love how the new one is polar opposite in terms of attitude and energy :0 It does probably represent my own situation tho, that one didnt even get posted because I was so burnt out.
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You either get it or you don't. Sam and Dean had to pack lightly. They couldn't get too attached to anything. At a moment's notice, they might've had to drop everything and run. There's an army man Sam wedged into the ashtray of the Impala. Lego blocks Dean jammed into the vents. They're not there because they were boys being boys trashing their dad's old whip. If Sam and Dean loved something, really loved it, the only way to keep it was to make it a part of the one thing that went with them everywhere. It's not one or the other. Both long to be strong enough to possess something, protect it, and fend off those that would steal it away. Both of them are still the same kids that had to leave behind something they didn't want to when Dad said, "let's skedaddle." They both still ache with pangs for all they've left behind over the years. They both still wallow in the unfairness.
It's not as simple as refusing to allow death to take the other away. Not so simple as staying by each other's side. Sam and Dean are fused. That's the only way they know how to keep something they love. They're tired of being helpless little kids crying about how life or death isn't fair. They retaliate against any oppositional force that might separate them with the vindictive wrath of a child bereaved and denied one too many times. If you pull something away from the hands of a child enough, the grip they have as adults will be ironclad. Sam and Dean hold onto each other with iron hands. They make any who would dare attempt to keep them apart taste their steel.
They used to be scared of the things that would take them away from each other. Now, the things that would take them away from each other are scared of them. Look, you either get it or you don't. 🤷
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