WAFFLES.

I need to redo this whole thing.

Don't look at me~ :c

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danceswithjoshnekus:

tumblr is kind of an unhealthy environment to be in sometimes because often it’s so black and white

either you’re right, and you’re an amazing god worthy of praise, or you’re wrong, and you’re a horrible monster who deserves to die

i just saw a post that said that if you don’t understand how minimum wage and art commissions work, then you’re “the worst kind of garbage shit trash”. like… after a certain point it’s time to calm down

loudenswain:

Getting fueled up for the show, Canadian style! #CanadaRunsOnTimHortons? #TimHortons #Donuts

loudenswain:

Getting fueled up for the show, Canadian style! #CanadaRunsOnTimHortons? #TimHortons #Donuts

drownedintea:

two days ago i had this deancas short dream and i had to do something about it because i couldnt get it out of my head haha

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bluesilktie:


They’re a mile down the road that leads back into the city when they pass Castiel. 
John is silent at the wheel and doesn’t slow down as they zip by, but the moment seems to pass in slow motion in Dean’s eyes. He watches Castiel’s tired, but content face tilt up to acknowledge the vehicle rumbling down the quiet road and the recognition that comes too slowly filter into his expression when he catches a glimpse of Dean in the passenger’s seat. He’s carrying several jars of what looks like raw honey in his arms and in the side view mirror, Dean sees him turn, staring after them as they drive further and further away. He looks small and vulnerable, standing on the side of the road with his mason jars of honey, and Dean can’t stand to look any longer, but he does anyway. 
He doesn’t take his eyes off him until they descend down a dip in the road and Cas disappears from view.
- Trees 

Ugghh, this didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to, but I spent way too long on it to just let it sit in my pictures folder forever…sigh. I tried.
Illustrating my own fic just ‘cause I thought it would be a fun way to satisfy my craving to draw~

bluesilktie:

They’re a mile down the road that leads back into the city when they pass Castiel.

John is silent at the wheel and doesn’t slow down as they zip by, but the moment seems to pass in slow motion in Dean’s eyes. He watches Castiel’s tired, but content face tilt up to acknowledge the vehicle rumbling down the quiet road and the recognition that comes too slowly filter into his expression when he catches a glimpse of Dean in the passenger’s seat. He’s carrying several jars of what looks like raw honey in his arms and in the side view mirror, Dean sees him turn, staring after them as they drive further and further away. He looks small and vulnerable, standing on the side of the road with his mason jars of honey, and Dean can’t stand to look any longer, but he does anyway.

He doesn’t take his eyes off him until they descend down a dip in the road and Cas disappears from view.

Trees 

Ugghh, this didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to, but I spent way too long on it to just let it sit in my pictures folder forever…sigh. I tried.

Illustrating my own fic just ‘cause I thought it would be a fun way to satisfy my craving to draw~