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call me lions. they/them. late 30s werewolf. i draw things? sometimes writing also. (let me know if your ask is private? feel free to say hi ♥) | inspiration blog

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@deancaspinefest posting day is upon us! Do you ever wish that a timeloop that ended in the death of your beloved could be... worse? What if it was an infinite series of timeloops? It's not Dean's first rodeo, but to get Cas back, he's gonna have to lose him over, and over, and over,

and over....

If that sounds like fun, this just might be the story for you! Huge thanks to Altiria for being an awesome cheerleader while I waffled over concepts and for writing up an absolutely painful (pineful?) story full of very drawable suffering!

the art:

[note: link should be live later this evening!]

@destielaureversebb posting day has arrived, and it's been an awesome experience! (thanks to the mod team for making this event happen, i have had a blast)

Wildly, absurdly grateful to the amazing tiamatv for scooping up my first drawing of muzzled Cas and running a gauntlet with the idea, because now we all get to ride eternal in the wastelands of what was once Kansas, alongside a fallen angel and a hunter as they navigate the often bloody road to find... some kind of redemption...

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dean would absolutely lose cas at grocery stores and go around asking people "hey have you seen a little guy in a trench coat? 'bout yea high? [hand at his shoulder] peach fuzz, devastatingly handsome? sensible shoes? just kind of a weird, dorky little guy?"

everybody is on the lookout for some short, questionably dressed mystery man and meanwhile cas, 6' tall, shaped not unlike a shot putter, is standing at the checkout scrutinizing the tabloids like "...i'm not sure there's any veracity to these claims" while the cashier's register throws a fatal error bc she accidentally lasered him with the barcode scanner and it saw infinity

I had to draw it

Cas from Dean's POV VS Castiel to everyone else

i am in love with these drawings.

like literally! exactly!! the dichotomy! what dean sees and what's real! (both, it's both)

may i offer fig. 2, for consideration:

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in theaters now... well, on ao3 in @the-fluffstiel-bang collection, but you get it! I had a ball drawing these guys and felt so, so lucky to have the chance, this fic is hilarious and adorable and if I could turn it into a cozy knitted sweater I'd wear it constantly.

huge thanks to @imaginaryprotagonist for writing and sharing and being an all around fabulous partner who was super patient with me while I waffled over what parts to even draw because the whole thing is SUCH a great time, start to finish!!! 💚💙

aaand the art!

adding close-ups for the heck of it:

honestly i love what the gigantic beige lincoln continental tells us about cas. my man knows what he likes! fr he could drive away with pretty much whatever if he so chose but he's winchester-pilled and so he chooses the vehicular version of his trench coat because a car is, of course, an extension of its driver (figuratively and aesthetically) and being big and beige and square & a little freaky under the hood is kind of his whole thing

in theaters now... well, on ao3 in @the-fluffstiel-bang collection, but you get it! I had a ball drawing these guys and felt so, so lucky to have the chance, this fic is hilarious and adorable and if I could turn it into a cozy knitted sweater I'd wear it constantly.

huge thanks to @imaginaryprotagonist for writing and sharing and being an all around fabulous partner who was super patient with me while I waffled over what parts to even draw because the whole thing is SUCH a great time, start to finish!!! 💚💙

aaand the art!

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what if the handprint scar was responsive to cas' presence. like, dean always has a rough idea of where cas is because a sliver of grace got cauterized into the wound after cas rebuilt his shattered soul

the closer cas is, the better the handprint feels, (interpret hornily if desired) and crucially, the further away cas is, the more it becomes intractably painful (an angel died and you're carrying his grace inside you, and so on)

it would also be funny if cas was avoiding dean as he often does and dean could be like "look, my shoulder has been itchy for the past five hours, cas, would you just stop standing 100 yards from the bunker door pouting and get your feathered ass in here already?"

dean would absolutely lose cas at grocery stores and go around asking people "hey have you seen a little guy in a trench coat? 'bout yea high? [hand at his shoulder] peach fuzz, devastatingly handsome? sensible shoes? just kind of a weird, dorky little guy?"

everybody is on the lookout for some short, questionably dressed mystery man and meanwhile cas, 6' tall, shaped not unlike a shot putter, is standing at the checkout scrutinizing the tabloids like "...i'm not sure there's any veracity to these claims" while the cashier's register throws a fatal error bc she accidentally lasered him with the barcode scanner and it saw infinity

Anonymous asked:

I just saw that If Only Maybe… is no longer on your AO3 profile. Is it gone forever? 😢 It was one of the most beautiful works I’ve read.

ohhh gosh thank you!! no no it's still up!!! (unfortunately still unfinished, but i'll get there, hopefully this spring)

it IS restricted to logged in ao3 users, though, so if you happened to look while logged out, it wouldn't show up?

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