AU where Cas is an little angel who collects recyclables for his tree and Dean is the only kid at his university who can see him.
I gave Dean my bag which I am absurdly proud of.
Sorry for the lack of decent work lately. I am drowning in coursework.
I felt obligated to draw something, ANYTHING for dean cas week.
Secondhand embarrassment is the best kind of embarrassment.
Oh no, once you start you can’t stop. girl!cas all around. In a convenient graveyard. with a convenient Dean. And conveniently no pants.
Joyeux Mardi Gras!!
I don’t care if its early. Lettiebobettie’s mardi gras works are phenomenal and inspirational and I had a shitty day and can’t draw dogs.
I don’t even know how you would begin to groom wings. But I tried damnit.
And anatomy? How do you work, my dear? I’d sincerely love to find out some day.
My philosophy is if you like it grown up, chances are its just as good as a baby.
I also love how the tag for it is wee!chesters. I fucking love that. We need one for angels.
I’m not responsible for this. I’m ill. Not thinking clearly.
Also, for some reason they are all like 90% leg. Huh.
So I may or may not have signed up to sell shit at some Artist’s thing at school…only to realize that all my shit is old as hell. Cue frantic night paintings.
I have not blinked in like 2 hours. I think that’s it for the night.