I fell into this show for some reason, and I hate to admit that the arc of Adam and EVERYONE except the main character is more interesting to me
Reblogged
Coming soon for the @destielaureversebb: “Angels of the Red Sand”
Authors: @valandrawrites, @bleuzombie Artist: kis_ris550 @kisris
Rating: Mature Archive warnings: Graphic depictions of violence Length: 10,000 words Tags: Space AU, Guardian Castiel, Angst, Angels Are a Species of Aliens Relationships: Dean/Castiel
Summary: Long before Weyland-Yutani discovered the infamous Xenomorph, employees of the company began to terraform Mars, only to battle another dangerous invasive species - The Grigori. The Grigori consume souls and animate the vessels left behind. They will stop at nothing to find a way to Earth and ravage it of all humanity. Only Dean, Sam, and the Seraph Castiel can stop them - if they can find a way to trust each other.
Excerpt:
“What’s happening down there, Jimmy?” Dean calls over the comms. “If I don’t get a response, I’m pulling your ass up. Jim?”
Static sounds in Dean’s ear before he hears Jimmy. “There’s writing,” Jimmy says, voice sounding strangely wistful even with his accent. “It is strange. I almost recognize it, like dream. Stop! Stop lowering.”
Dean pulls back on the rope, tying it off.
“Jim?” Vic calls.
“It… there is something странный… strange… about this writing,” Jimmy’s voice sounds far away.
“What writing?” Dean asks.
“Just take some fucking pictures,” Cole demands eyes jumping around the barren landscape. “You have a camera, right?”
“I say we pull him up,” Vic says. “If there’s writing, it has to be something we need to study. This could stop the whole operation.”
“Jimmy? Jimmy, we are pulling you up,” Dean calls over the comm. This is exactly the kind of untethered bad feeling Dean has learned to trust. He’s felt off all mission, and something about Jimmy’s reaction to whatever the writing is is just wrong. “We need to regroup.”
“Wait,” Jimmy grunts, and Dean can feel the wire twisting even through his glove.
“What the… Jimmy, Stop! Pull him up! Now, guys,” Dean shouts. “Hold on, Jimmy. Stop moving.”
“There’s something here,” Jimmy says. “The writing. It is… it is glowing. It wants me to take… да… I hear… it is magnificent. I almost have it… almost”
“Whatever it is, leave it there,” Dean shouts. “Don’t touch it, Novak. That’s an order.”
“Yes, yes, I can do that.” Jimmy’s voice is barely above a whisper. “Will they be able to see you?”
“Pull him up,” Dean pulls harder, hands over faster. “Get his ass out of there. He sounds like he’s hallucinating.”
“I’m sure he’s—“ Cole starts.
“Fucking pull him up now!”
Posting date: March 16, 2025
Op here we are
Ol'khon village on a summer rainy night
I was very tired after a week of non-stop cycling around the island, and finally took out my drawing tablet. Someone was listening to good old rock and smoking over my head on the balcony. The lights of houses sparkled in the distance, and sometimes rain fell from the rapidly passing clouds
Anonymous asked:
Please my beloved tumblr artist I have a supernatural idea only you can do. Are commissions open?
Hi!! God no, unfortunately, I've been drawing for myself for a long time. This is not a job for me, definitely not right now. But you can throw a request and if our ideas match, then maybe I'll draw it...
I am absolutely delighted with your artworks!!!!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺thank God that at this time someone also has a hyperfix on such an ancient fandom🤩
you are very inspiring to finally go and draw fanarts, hehehe (thank you very much)
also,, do you have other socials??
HI! THANK YOUUU!!😭❤️ I have a non-working VK group and a TG channel that is also abandoned, so Tumblr is the most active of all so far (haha) I'M ALSO IN TEARS FROM YOUR ARTWORKS!!! YOU ARE INCREDIBLE, I REALLY LOVE YOUR STYLE