My contribution to the @wincestzine please enjoy some late season #marriedchesters.
Anonymous asked:
are you still doing commissions?
Unfortunatly, no. I'm finishing up a few commissions for some friends but after that I'm going to be focusing on personal work.
commission for @satinboundlace
#Swesson make out sesh, post-ghost hunt. The old man haunting the building probably killed that guy & caused all that blood. Probably 👀👀👀
Chapters: 2/8 Fandom: Supernatural Relationships: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Original Characters, Crowley (Supernatural), Real Tyson Brady Summary:
Sam is a sex android called a Pleasure Model. When he malfunctions during a client visit, the head engineer explains there's something wrong with him and transfers him back to the facility where he was made. There, Sam discovers the awful of truth of what makes him the best selling model of all time.
Illustration for my wincest android!sam au. First two chapters are up!
Sailor Moon classic transformation. I always loved the part where her tiara appears ❤️
"Um. Dean. Did you mix up the frog legs and the pickles again?"
Witch!Sam part 2 where the boys learn a very important lesson about LABELING.
Dropping y'all a fun treat: Sammy the Teenage Witch, with a bag full of spell ingredients on his way to the Stanford School of Wizardy! 🎃🍂🍂🍂
This is a commission made for me by the talented @awaart. Thank you! I love how this piece came out 💙 -- definitely one of my fav moments from SPN Season 14. It's Sam and Jack from the Supernatural episode, Byzantium 14x08.
The scene is around the time Jack says, "Then it's gonna be an adventure," trying to be optimistic about his impending fate. Although Sam still looks so sad about Jack.
Wanted to share this. Sam & Jack's bond could always use more appreciation.
thank you it was a pleasure to work on! ❤❤
Charlie Bradbury in pink palette from spn ep LARP and the Real Girl. Paint tool sai.
some studies of sam & dean to test out brushes in Photoshop
My last drawing of the year is samcest. Huzzah.
Dean’s brain jerked, trying to fill in the missing parts. “So what happened. You kissed?”
Sam shrugged. Noncommittal.
“You did more.”
“We just fooled around,” Sam said quickly. “We kept daring each other to do stuff, and I’d never had anything more than a beer-but it doesn’t count anyways. Brady he, he made it pretty clear that it didn’t count. That I didn’t count. I got the message after that, you know. That I was a mistake.”
Could feel his brother’s breath, stuttered and ragged, same as his. On the brink of something, he waited for the levee to break. But Dean hesitated, muscles locked, and Sam could feel his uncertainty. If Dean said no, Sam would go mad with his want. It had been dormant this whole time and he felt there was no going back. Since he first got in the car with Dean, they had been driving to this point.
“Please,” Sam mouthed. Choked on the sound, his throat swelled with emotion. Tilted head, parted lips. He wanted his brother to kiss him. Like they had in Douglas County. But it was more than an exchange of blood this time. A consummation of something even deeper, even darker. Something they couldn’t control.
They looked at each other. They knew what this was.
Dean accepted. Pulled Sam in, tasted his blood, as Sam tasted his. Their lips sealed together, a pact. Blood brothers, together against everything including a justice system that had given neither of them justice. So they had reached out and taken their own.