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goin for the funniest guy ever award (´ε｀ )♡

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Here's my second art piece for @deancashorrorfest! This one was claimed by @withclawsandsympathy, I can't figure out how to say the things I love about it without spoilers so you'll just have to go read it for yourself here:

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Thanks again @kingdumbass for running this awesome event!

Art: @witchy-worm

Writing: @withclawsandsympathy

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Other Tags: Angst, Animal Death, Case Fic, Claustrophobia, Mentions of Torture, Mild Body Horror, We Talk About Purgatory

Word Count: 5.5k

Summary: Months after Mrs. Butters leaves the bunker, intent on finding a home of her own, a peaceful section of pines set deep into the American heartland becomes anything but. Haunted by Purgatory at every turn, and forced to confront the consequences of decades of torture and abandonment at the hands of his predecessors, Dean and Cas set off to solve a string of disappearances in the forest where they stumble across a familiar face -- and an all-too-familiar feeling.

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Rosewood

Art post: here!

Artist: @witchy-worm

Author: @withclawsandsympathy (AO3: callsigntango)

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Other Tags: Angst, Animal Death, Case Fic, Claustrophobia, Mentions of Torture, Mild Body Horror, We Talk About Purgatory

Word Count: 5.1k

Summary:

Dean believes a lot of things. He believes the manner of his death was decided by his father the very night that yellow-eyed demon ripped his mom away from him. He believes he’ll die, broken and bloody and alone on a hunt, and anything Cas does only delays the inevitable. He believes he doesn’t deserve to be saved. Dean knows Cas will do it anyway. Months after Mrs. Butters leaves the bunker, intent on finding a home of her own, a peaceful section of pines set deep into the American heartland becomes anything but. Haunted by Purgatory at every turn, and forced to confront the consequences of decades of torture and abandonment at the hands of his predecessors, Dean and Cas set off to solve a string of disappearances in the forest where they stumble across a familiar face -- and an all-too-familiar feeling.

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ROSEWOOD

Art: @witchy-worm

Writing: @withclawsandsympathy (AO3: callsigntango)

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Other Tags: Angst, Animal Death, Case Fic, Claustrophobia, Mentions of Torture, Mild Body Horror, We Talk About Purgatory

Word Count: 5.5k

Summary: Months after Mrs. Butters leaves the bunker, intent on finding a home of her own, a peaceful section of pines set deep into the American heartland becomes anything but. Haunted by Purgatory at every turn, and forced to confront the consequences of decades of torture and abandonment at the hands of his predecessors, Dean and Cas set off to solve a string of disappearances in the forest where they stumble across a familiar face -- and an all-too-familiar feeling.

Excerpt:

Dean believes a lot of things. He believes the manner of his death was decided by his father the very night that yellow-eyed demon ripped his mom away from him. He believes he’ll die, broken and bloody and alone on a hunt, and anything Cas does only delays the inevitable. He believes he doesn’t deserve to be saved. Dean knows Cas will do it anyway. He realizes a moment too late that he and Cas have been staring at each other silently for several beats. Dean clears his throat, pushing off from the tree he was leaning against. His jacket, half-stuck to the bark and sap of the pine, makes a ripping sound as it peels away from the trunk. The tree emits an eerie groan with the sudden absence of Dean’s weight against it. Scowling, Dean scrubs a palm against the canvas sleeve to wipe away the sap. His hand comes back dark red. The smell hasn’t quite hit his nose before Cas speaks the word forming in Dean’s thoughts. “Blood.” The tree groans again, the sound cutting through the silence as several more pines join the rising chorus around them. The hairs on the back of Dean’s neck rise in return. The sound Dean had once mistook as trees creaking and swaying in the wind now formed the painful wails of something wounded. Then the trees began to scream.

Coming this October to @deancashorrorfest!!

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hi tess I've missed seeing you around recently and hoping everything is good with you. Just stopping by to leave a little happy birthday message to my cool and wonderful birthday twin ❤️💞. hope you have a great day and an even better year! 🫂

Happy birthday to you too!! I’ve floated away from tumblr for a bit lately with the ebb and flow of my ADHD’s attention span, but I’ll definitely be back and more active at some point soon. Thank you for thinking of me! I hope you had a lovely birthday too 💜💜💜

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'you still listen to music from 10 years ago 🤨?' bitch if prehistoric humans had audio recording technology id be sat up here listening to grog and unga bunga's greatest hits don't play with me

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drag queen who’s a conservative christian catgirl. Eva N. Jellicle.

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i love that jensen ackles has become like. a well known and respected actor ever since he played soldier boy in the boys but i still see him pop up in social media all the time talking about bringing back supernatural. like he's committed. the spinoff didnt even do that well and he still won't shut the fuck up about doing another season or making a movie or whatever. i fear the deangirlism is fatal. he's like a musician on the titanic it's all or nothing he's sinking with this fucking ship dude

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in a hotel room very cautiously removing my clothing slowly and constantly looking around the room shifty and scared as fuck anticipating attacks while a beautiful pair of women sitting side by side on the bed in matching lingerie excitedly but restrained with carefully lowered vioices cheer me on. they say Yes thats it thats how sex works! youre doing it right yeah! youve got it keep going! and im finally down to a sports bra and one tube sock when a car alarm putside startles me and i lunge for the empty handgun on the floor and put it in my mouth while they panic and scramble trying to calm me down petting my hair and cooing gently

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HOUSE M.D (2004 - 2012) I 8.20 Postmortem

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so funny to me that the impala was like this big cool guy muscle car and then nowadays an impala is just

a little suburban dad car. could not think of a better metaphor for the characters of supernatural

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$50,000 immediately dropped into my bank account wouldn't improve EVERYTHING but boy it sure would be a grand, sexy little start to a good, happy life path, don't you think

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very cute that both people and animals tilt their heads when confused

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It’s okay honey, Kate Middleton’s gone to live on a farm. She’ll be happier there. No, we can’t go visit, but she’s with all the corgis we sent up there to be in a better place.

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spn scripts make me sick bc wdym dean was supposed to say "i love you" in the crypt scene??? wdym cas was supposed to go to his own personal heaven that was full of pictures of dean?? wdym dean spread cas' ashes in a field by a windmill bc he thought cas would have liked it?? wdym dean was supposed to tell cas "i wanted you to stay" in his purgatory prayer?? wdym that while dean was worrying about them dying cas was thinking about how beautiful dean was??? wdym sam was supposed to mention cas while dean was dying???? i am physically unwell.

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bluetooth headphones dont fuck the headphone jack even a little bit and thats why the sound qualitys bad they dont fuck the music

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the reason none of us can ever leave tumblr is because we've already evolved to having this be our only suitable habitat. we're the devils hole pupfish of people.