How Many Angels Can Dance on the Head of a Peen?

Anna, 30, Poland, devout Destiel (wor)shipper.

Team subby! subby! subby!Cas.

Leviathan!Cas' tentacled bitch and demon!Dean's slutty girlfriend.

I like penises.

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October 5th
1:10 AM
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heathyr:

sebroche:

from “you should show me some respect, i dragged you out of hell; i can throw you back in.” to screaming dean’s name, broken and clawing at the ground.

JUST NO

I’M SO FUCKING DONE.

who gave you the right to make that comparison in my vicinity

September 30th
12:12 AM
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catboatventure:

llbwwb:

Fog (via *** - Вадим Трунов - LensArt.ru)

It wasn’t the last thing Castiel expected to see in Purgatory, but it was certainly shocking enough to prompt an arm thrown out, a full stop, a backwards step.  
“What the…  How’d a horse get here?”  Dean’s voice, normally hushed in deference to hiding, to maintaining their low-key presence - as much as was possible here - was raised, the shock rendering him inelegant and loud.  It was the closest to normal he’d been in almost a year.
“It isn’t a horse.  It’s the Mari Lwyd and we need to go, Dean.”  It might not kill them; but then again, it might.  Castiel could see it changing, shifting before his eyes; prominent bleached skull and bloody ribbons of flesh between flattened teeth bespoke the symbolism of it’s nature.  
They fled, slowly and carefully, without a backwards glance.
_____
“The Mari Lwyd is a symbol of endings,” he says, later, to the empty field where Dean has disappeared.

catboatventure:

llbwwb:

Fog (via *** - Вадим Трунов - LensArt.ru)

It wasn’t the last thing Castiel expected to see in Purgatory, but it was certainly shocking enough to prompt an arm thrown out, a full stop, a backwards step.  

“What the…  How’d a horse get here?”  Dean’s voice, normally hushed in deference to hiding, to maintaining their low-key presence - as much as was possible here - was raised, the shock rendering him inelegant and loud.  It was the closest to normal he’d been in almost a year.

“It isn’t a horse.  It’s the Mari Lwyd and we need to go, Dean.”  It might not kill them; but then again, it might.  Castiel could see it changing, shifting before his eyes; prominent bleached skull and bloody ribbons of flesh between flattened teeth bespoke the symbolism of it’s nature.  

They fled, slowly and carefully, without a backwards glance.

_____

“The Mari Lwyd is a symbol of endings,” he says, later, to the empty field where Dean has disappeared.

September 27th
11:37 PM
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September 23rd
8:27 PM
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September 22nd
8:30 PM
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demondetoxmanual:

Don´t you cry no more

August 21st
5:46 PM
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August 12th
9:25 PM
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sassygayangel:

ficklechild submitted:

Friendly reminder:

Dean has abandonment issues and believes that Cas has left him alone in Purgatory

August 10th
1:22 PM
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July 27th
4:47 PM
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July 21st
2:44 PM
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July 12th
1:13 AM
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hvit-ravn:

purgatory sketch

hvit-ravn:

purgatory sketch

July 4th
12:11 PM
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kuma-la-la:

Really old sketch getting some new attention.
The seal on the wall might be wrong, I DIDN’T HAVE INTERNET SO I COULD CHECK, OKAY. XD
For the song “Losing My Religion”

kuma-la-la:

Really old sketch getting some new attention.

The seal on the wall might be wrong, I DIDN’T HAVE INTERNET SO I COULD CHECK, OKAY. XD

For the song “Losing My Religion”

June 10th
7:06 PM
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Leviathan's tentacle(s) snaking under my shirt