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rennerator · 2 years ago
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Look at HIM!!!! LOOK AT HIM!!!! S2 ROCKSTAR!JENSEN!!!!!! :D AWWWWWWW, SOOOO F* HAPPY FOR HIM!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!! :) Thank YOU!!!! Thank YOU SO MUCH for this!!!! You are AWESOME!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE <3
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Jensen Ackles | Dallas Convention, SNS (February 4, 2023) [ FudgeTexas | thatgalfromcali | Saiyan_druid ] 
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augustsprincess · 2 years ago
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So I finally branched out into the music industry and did a single album cover art.
If you're a supernatural fan and know about Louden Swain, this song is by Billy Moran and a buddy of his. (for those who don't know Louden Swain, that's God's band.)
Go listen!
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natasha-cole · 6 years ago
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1. Amazing
2. Ready Steady
3. She Waits
4. Better
5. Honey Bee
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narisjournal-blog · 7 years ago
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Rob Benedict laughing - drawn in oil pastels.
It’s not perfect. It’s messy. It’s rough around the edges. It’s not blended perfectly. It’s kinda raw and I kinda like it. It’s ok to not be perfect.
Reference photo taken by Liz Larson - A very talented photographer. (You can also find her here) I particularly love the way she often plays with and uses lighting and colour to make her pictures really stand out, and I wanted to explore this use of light and colour in this medium. Oils lend themselves to bright colours.
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rennerator · 2 years ago
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Look at HIM!!!!! LOOK AT HIM!!!! S2 AWWWWWWWW I LOVE HIM SO SO MUCH!!!!! SO SO HAPPY HERE!!! SO HAPPY FOR HIM!!! :D LOVE LOVE LOVE Thank YOU!!! Thank YOU SO MUCH for this!!!! You are AWESOME!!!! :) <3
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he is so
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hudine · 7 years ago
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A tutorial on how to make a rainbow loom band doll of Rob Benedict since some people been wondering how I make these. Warning I couldn’t see the camera so the shot angle is a bit wonky.
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mrswhozeewhatsis · 6 years ago
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Rock Song
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Art by Catherine Curl of Geeky Key Art Studio for the story Rock Song by @smmywinchester45 based on the song by the same name for the 2018 Louden Swain Fanfic Fanart Project.
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manawhaat · 6 years ago
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 Homesick by Louden Swain 
Art and fic for @mrswhozeewhatsis Louden Swain Fanfic Fanart Project
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rennerator · 2 years ago
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Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle! XD LOVE LOVE LOVE SO CUTE!!!!!! Poor mic-stand! XD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!!! SO SO SOOO HAPPY FOR HIM!!!!!! Go OFF, Jensen!!!!! S2 Thank YOU SO SO MUCH for this!!!! You are AWESOME!!!!! :D <3
That slutty hip wiggle
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That mic stand throw...
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Jensen Ross Ackles, you know what you're doing to the people.... And we fucking love it!!!
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mandilion76 · 6 years ago
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The Bluest Shade Of Green
Summary:  Those who don’t know him consider Dean the life of the party.  Unfortunately, that life is about to expire.
Pairing: Sam and Dean Winchester, but only in the brotherly sense.
Word Count: 810
Warnings: Angst, allusion to character death.   There is the slightest bit of cannon here-blink and you will probably miss it.  The story takes place towards the end of season 3, just days before Dean is sent to hell.
A/N: Written for @mrswhozeewhatsis “2018 Louden Swain Fanfic Fan Art Challenge.  The song I chose is Neurosis, which can be found on the Overachiever album.
While not the reason why I initially chose this song, once I listened and really paid attention to the lyrics, I felt like this song was about me. You can find the lyrics here: https://www.musixmatch.com/lyrics/Louden-Swain/Neurosis
Dean had been pushing himself to the limit the past few days.  Driving too fast, drinking too much, fighting with anyone who got in his way, he was at the point of not giving a shit.  He figured it was one of the only benefits of knowing when he was going to die.  Live like you were dying, isn’t that how the saying went? Well, he was certainly trying his best.  Last night, the cute blonde waitress had called him the life of the party, her red tinged lips curling up in a lively smile each time he bought a round.  The flirty banter flowed easily between them. It made it easy for him to pretend it was just another night like the countless others before it.
It had been hours since he and Sam had come back from the bar, Dean’s attempt at drinking himself unconscious a complete failure.  Sam was sound asleep, his soft snores rhythmic and familiar. He was grateful that Sam was given a reprieve from all the worry and frustration both had been feeling lately. Unfortunately, Dean could not say the same for himself. Hell was already reaching out to him through nightmares that now plagued him daily, taunting him with violent and bloody images.  Tonight, he didn’t dare close his eyes, he just wasn’t interested in the damn previews.
So here he sat at the table, a half empty bottle of beer staring back at him.  Lost in thoughts better left in the shadows, he fought back the urge to cry.  There was no use in it, he made his deal and in a few short days, he would only be a memory.  He emptied the bottle of its amber liquid, the lump in his throat making it difficult to swallow. With a deep sigh, Dean rises from his chair, pausing midway to observe Sam as he slept.  He felt his throat seize, this time the tears clouding his vision.  This was all for Sam, he reminded himself.  It would all be worth it, Sam was worth it.  Dean angrily swiped the back of his hand across his face, leaving damp streaks across his cheeks.
Caught somewhere between sleep and consciousness, Sam felt Dean’s eyes on him. Immediately on alert, Sam rolled out of bed, wiping the sleep from his eyes.   “Dean?”
Dean swiftly shifted his gaze back to the fridge, the light harsh and unforgiving.  Willing the tears away, he grabbed two bottles of beer.  Once he had collected himself, he closed the door with his hip.  He held the bottles up in invitation.  Sam nodded his agreement, shuffling his feet through the orange shag carpet, to meet Dean halfway, his hazel eyes brimming with worry.
A few minutes of contemplative silence stood between them, each lost in his own thoughts.  Finally breaking the silence, Sam took a long drag from the bottle before settling it back on the table. He stretched his long legs in front of him, crossing his arms over his chest.  “Dean talk to me,” Sam pleaded. 
Dean put on his best face, not wanting Sam to see his struggle.  Dean smiled into the darkness.  “I was just thinking about that blonde from the bar tonight.  She told me I was the life of the party.  Kinda ironic isn’t it Sammy?” Dean chuckled into his beer.
“Yeah, I guess it is.” Sam looked down at the bottle now tightly clutched in his hand, his knuckles white.  Sam breathed in deeply, searching for the right words to penetrate Dean’s stubbornness. “Look Dean, it’s just me and you here, you don’t have to pretend, I’m your brother, remember?” Sam spoke with conviction, staring meaningfully at Dean.  Dean sat in silence, idly picking at the label.  One look at Sam, and he knew he’d be done for.    
Sam’s temper flared. “Dammit Dean, not talking about it isn’t going to make it go away!” Sam slammed the bottle down, which only served to trigger Dean’s own temper.  Dean jumped from the table, turning his back to Sam.  The muscles in Dean’s back rippled with tension.  “You know it’s the truth Dean!” Sam yelled, continuing to push Dean into submission. Clearly it worked. Something inside Dean snapped.  He turned to face Sam, his hands thrown in the air.
What do you want me to say Sammy, huh?! Of course, I remember! How do you think we ended up here in the first place, huh?! I made my choice and I’d do it again…” Dean snaps his fingers.  “…in a heartbeat!” Dean ran his hands over his face.  “I can’t undo it, Sammy,” Dean choked up, his voice growing soft.  “Hell, as scared as I am, I don’t want to undo this.  You know I’d do anything for you.”    
Sam closed the shorts distance between them, putting his entire body into giving Dean the biggest hug possible.  “Always the big brother, aren’t you?” Sam mutters, his tears drenching Dean’s shirt. 
“Till my dying breath Sammy.”
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nyxi-styx · 6 years ago
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I stopped watching SPN just a few episodes in to season 12. It was bad. It was like... they’d given up completely. It had an overall very different feel to it. It was no longer the show I had fallen in love with. I was tired of the way they treated characters. I was tired of the repetitive storylines. I was tired of the Christian-heavy lore.
I watched Scoobynatural the day after it aired (I haven’t had cable in YEARS) because it was a combination of two things I love. I’ve loved Scooby-Doo since I was in diapers. That might be an exaggeration, but Scooby-Doo was a big part of my life for a very long time. It was very funny and very well done.
I watched Gabriel’s episodes when he came back in season 13 because he’s a character that I’ve loved pretty much since I joined this fandom back in 2014 (despite starting to kind of watch it as far back as 2012). And I was hurt, disappointed, and angry at the way they chose to treat his character AGAIN. But not surprised.
I have gone to 6 of Creation Entertainment’s Supernatural conventions. I have gained and lost friends through these. And I don’t go in the online groups anymore because there are so so so many toxic, mean, rude, hateful people in this fandom. Even for as many kind, sweet, genuine and caring people as there are. I have had some incredible experiences and made wonderful memories. I even helped raise $400 for Team Levi (Jensen’s nephew’s Down Syndrome Guild of Texas fund) and $400 To Write Love on Her Arms for AKF). I have actively participated in Gishwhes. I have helped from the sidelines other people actively Gishing.
I have created 14 original transformative works, done multiple fanfiction RPs, even created a music video,
One wall in my room is covered in fan art and posters and such.
My favorite band I discovered through this fandom. Because no one evokes such strong emotions in me the way Rob Benedict does. Louden Swain, to me, is soul music.
I tried to stop caring about the show when I stopped watching. But the fact is, I can’t. I have developed such an intense bond to these characters, to this cast, to everything this show has taught me, given me, and made me feel. I went to watch the season 14 finale the other day out of sheer curiosity and because I’m eager to watch the absolute shitshow season 15 is bound to be. And I stopped less than 5 minutes in because it made me want to watch everything I’ve missed. Because I still care about and LOVE these characters who have taught me so much about life and about myself.
And while I feel all of this way about it and probably always will or at least for a very long time... I’m glad the show is ending. It’s bittersweet watching Jared get emotional, knowing Misha will be so far away from them so much more often. But I’m glad they’ll get more time with their families. I’m excited to see what else they will do. I wish them all the best, all the love in the world because I know that this show is as big of a part of their lives as it is ours. Almost definitely BIGGER.
I guess all I’m trying to say in this TLDR vent is... While it’s true that I didn’t choose Supernatural, Supernatural broke into my room in the middle of the night and said “Dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days”... Supernatural also held my hand and said “We’re here. We’re with you. And we know you’re not going anywhere.”
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rennerator · 1 year ago
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LOVE LOVE LOVE HAPPINESS!!!!! S2 Look at THEM!!!!!! AWWWW, I LOVE THEM SO SOO MUCH!!!!! :D <3
Happy birthday, dear Misha!
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shayderwolfspirit · 6 years ago
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Calling all fans!!!
I'm collecting letters, art and edits from the fans towards the whole supernatural cast and the other guests at jibcon.
I'll put it all in a fanbook that I'll carry in May, eventually and on request I will have the letters and art handed separately, aside from the fanbook.
> This is my latest blog with some clarifications, with a reminder, like don't use pictures taken from photographers or other people's artworks.
Here's a link to my previous blogs with additional informations.
Here > http://aminoapps.com/p/i1qyuo
If you know of projects going on please let me know!
> There's linked also a project for the Louden Swain and Jason Manns, non related with the jibcon, it's organized by a dear friend of mine.
And lastly,
> there's a project of scrapbooks by another person, they go by Ashlynn. I don't organize that, it's 4 specifically 1 for each Jared, Jensen, Misha and Alexander, I do collect messages for them too but if you want you can also send them to this person, it is not related with the jibcon, the scrapbooks will be sent.
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spnfanficpond · 6 years ago
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If you're a Louden Swain fan, and also write SPN fan fiction or like to do artsy stuff with aesthetics or edits or make your own original art, WE WANT YOU!! Come check it out!
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natasha-cole · 6 years ago
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Over Before It Began, Angela, Amazing, Taxi Driver, Gamma Ray
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rennerator · 9 months ago
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OH MY!!!!!! UHUL!!!!!! You are THERE!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE Hope you are having A BLAST!!!!!! S2 AWWWWWWW Look at THEM!!!!!! :D SO SOOOO GOOD!!!!!! Felicia & Lisa!!!!!! Look at THOSE MARVELOUS WOMEN!!!!! SOOO SOOO BEAUTIFUL!!!! HAPPINESS!!!!! Thank YOU!!!! Thank YOU SO SOOOO MUCH for sharing these with us!!!! You are WONDERFUL!!!!!! :) <3
SPN Friday
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