This will basically be a visual randomness book. Mostly fandom, but there will be other content (occasionally). I always have something to say about an image, and usually have a story for every detail of a drawing. I also sometimes have full oneshot...
I have no excuses for what I have done. I wrote the one-shot in 20 minutes and did the drawing at 1am. Part of the credit for the drawing goes to my mom, because we spent a solid 3 minutes cackling at the idea of Sam Winchester fighting demons in a floral printed button down shirt. But Dean's design? That's all me, baby. I take full credit for this atrocity.
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how do you guys like dean's crop top romper?
Edit:
Since making thisdrawing it has been brought to my attention through the show that sam is fully prepared to and has worn shirts like this. All I can say is that it makes me scream because no one should ever ever wear some of the shirts he has worn. Yes I am aware that the coloring is slightly off and there is not background or shading but I never use reference images and these are just concept sketches.
Now for the oneshot. I'm only up to about halfway through season 2 so don't come for me please.
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Smoke filled the dark, dirty, room. Bullets rained hunks of plaster down on their hair and faces.
"DAMN DEMON!" Dean roared "I JUST GELLED MY HAIR!"
The fresh gel had been gathering the falling dust, tinting his hair a ghastly color. He did not like it.
"Not the time!" Yelled Sam as he chased around a black cloud, blood dribbling from a cut on his forehead and impairing his vision. They both held shiny guns and small sacks of the saltiest salt. They had been chasing it for a couple days, having taken over the case from someone else and were currently mucking just about everything up. They were overrun by some kinky vampires and snarling demon possessed citizens, unable to kill either in the midst of the confused battle.
In a haze, Sam stumbled into the next room, a room with less smoke and monsters where he could create a trap with the white chalk that had magically appeared in his pocket. Just as he was finishing up, Dean ran in, pursued by many armed demons. While his back was turned, an ever so foolish one shot straight at Sam's back.
Dean immediately looked that the bullet, tracking it with his eyes and spoke 4 simple words. "No, Sam is baby."
The bullet immediately stopped in midair, flying back into the gun. The demons were baffled and attempted shoot again at an ever-oblivious Sam, and once again Dean said it. "No, Sam is baby."
The same thing occurred. The outraged demons looked to Dean, then Sam, who had finished up his circle and spoke "what? no. This is an adult."
Sam looked confused at Dean, who simply shrugged and strutted over inside the demon trap and said, once again, "no, sam is baby."
The confused and infuriated demons stepped forward to throttle Dean, not noticing the demon trap laid for them. As soon as they were stuck, Dean stepped out.
"What was that?" Asked sam, still holding the chalk. "You are baby. Let's get out of here." "Okay." Sam said.
They did just that, leaving the decrepit house behind, not exorcising the demons because this episode was not over yet.
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