#nov queue

[inalandofsadclowns]

I just want all my non-spn followers to know, this is not an edited picture, this is a screenshot from Supernatural (2005) 5x03 "Free To Be You And Me" at timestamp 6:10

[cinematicnomad]

i think???? i've finally finished giffing the terror.

[bebemoon]

look for the name NOVEMBER (requested by @clownov) | jody t of california black corduroy and red plaid long-sleeved maxi dress (c. 197o's), london underground black leather wooden heel and platform boots, laura benson "temptation" earrings, fort & manlé "late harvest" eau de parfum (cherry tobacco, rosewood, cedarwood, leather, rose, vanilla), a fifth edition of mrs. william starr dana's "how to know the wild flowers: a guide to the names, haunts and habits of our common wildflower" (1894 edition)

[atthebell]

purgatory sucked so bad in every possible way and i wish it never happened but damn was the art cool

[z0mbiefvcker]

what if instead of lisa frankenstein it was called lisa 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂stein and [gets shot]

[gayghostrights]

Silly little watercolour doodle of John and Arthur as sheet ghosts

[get-back-homeward]

Did he talk much about the Beatles?

All the time.

Did he feel like it was a weight on him?

No, he absolutely loved it. I used to have a little Sony blaster that I would put up… It’s funny because now I do my fucking mix through a Bose wave radio, but then it was a Sony blaster. A fairly good one. And if you sounded good in there, everything was right. And one day in a few moments when nothing was going on, he would put on WNYW FM and listen to the radio. He loved to listen.

And when a Beatles song came on the radio, he would tell you everything about that session. Everything that happened. He never had a problem talking about how much he loved that band. And how much he loved those guys. He was a little annoyed at George, because George had written a book and he didn’t mention John much in the book, at that time. But he felt that that would come around.

But his love for that band. Phenomenal. It was great. It was what you hoped he would be like.

He loved them as much as everyone loved them. Did he ever discuss why they never reunited, or why they had those near-misses? Well you know he and Paul were already in the process. This Ringo album I think was going to be big.

That could have been a big stepping stone?

Yeah.

Did you ever see them together, any of them?

No. But I know that Paul was up at the Dakota.

Did they jam together?

I don’t know. All I know is that Paul was preparing stuff for Ringo’s album.

—Jack Douglas, producer of John Lennon's Double Fantasy and Milk and Honey albums [x]

[cyberslasharpie]

Mai 💘🪶

[honeypiecastiel]

Queued for midnight in my timezone to celebrate the fifth while I either am asleep or crying over the confession scene.

It’s a funny thing to Dean Winchester. 

His life had been defined by momentous occasions. His mother dying, his father going crazy, a demon deal, going to hell, being rescued, the first apocalypse and so on and so forth. Each year of his life having been defined by extremely life-altering occurrences. And it wasn’t just one thing happening, it was multiple. A never-ending crescendo of heartbreak and fighting and wishing he could stop and then getting up any way. 

The definition of his life, of himself, for so long was to be a soldier and fight in a war. Without it, who would he be? Would he even be Dean Winchester?

Yet here he is, laying in bed, in the dark. It’s not a shitty motel room either, it’s a godforsaken room in his house. His dog is snoring in the dog bed at the foot of the bed peacefully and there’s a warm body laying next to him. 

Dean didn’t believe in happy endings, how could he? After everything he’d been through. He didn’t think giving himself the ability to hope for a future could even be something that came on his radar. And for a long time that future never came, it ended in the dark dungeon one fateful November 5th three years ago today. 

He turns on his side and smiles, running his hand down Cas’ side. Cas gives a tired hum, opening his eyes slowly to meet Dean’s. “What’s wrong?” 

Dean looks over at the clock, it’s midnight, November 5th, he leans in close pressing a soft kiss to Cas’ lips. He pulls back and see Cas smiling softly but with confusion written all over his face. 

“It’s the third anniversary of you telling me you loved me,” he breathes out. 

The first year had been hell, clawing through every lore he could find and screaming himself hoarse begging anything to hear him. The second year after getting Cas back was a night wrapped in nightmares and them fighting about how the confession was neccessary to save Dean and Dean screaming about how he didn’t want to be saved if it meant losing Cas. 

This year though? This year shows a long stretch of future ahead of them. Dean thinks about growing old with Cas, spending his life with him. For this first time in his life Dean allows himself to want, to dream, to hope. It’s a new feeling and he welcomes it. Dean Winchester is still Dean Winchester even without the fighting. This version of him gets to instead have dreams that become reality. 

“Hmm,” Cas hums, nuzzling into Dean’s chest and closing his eyes. “I do love you, then, now, and always.” 

Dean smiles, kissing the top of his head. “I love you, too Cas, always.” 

[purpleleafsyt]

My 2023 art summary!!

A lot of improvement and colors in this one :D

[inalandofsadclowns]

it's november 5th this weekend and my fav destiel posts are gathering on my dash like it's the met gala

[preqvelle]

[hermitagereheadcanons]

After the chaos, high emotions, and adrenaline of Life sessions, Etho often shuts down a little bit when he gets home to Hermitcraft. He usually spends this time alone to regress and recover with soft blankets, snacks, and a movie.

[jtownraindancer]

Harrison Ford voice: Baby. Baby boy.

[laur-talks]

hi ruko i love you ruko :)

[hecho-a-mano]

i hope we keep celebrating the day the whole destiel putin etc thing happened for a long time.