a lil bit of gender-switching charm for Christmas? On the hunt the witch wanted to have some fun with our boys. And of course Sammy would be fabulously owning the place like- Well damn, Samantha. [x][x]
One of my new year’s resolutions is the old “draw something every day” thing, except my version is one layer only, 30 min max, with history turned off so I can’t erase. Even if I don’t always upload my daily sketches, I’m going to do my damndest to at least keep this resolution.
I decided to start off easy with some fem!Dean! Happy new year’s everyone.
“That trench coat looks really nice on you,” Deana said. “I bet it’d look even better on my bedroom floor.” “Why would it be on your floor?” Cas said, squinting. “That seems unhygienic.” “Well aren’t you two cute,” Dean said, taking another bite of his sandwich. “I’m real happy for you and not at all jealous.” “Why should you be jealous?” Cassie asked, confused. “No reason,” Dean shrugged. He smiled, an idea suddenly crossing his mind. It was petty, yes. But what was he supposed to do, sit around watching Deana flirt with Cas? “You know you have the most beautiful eyes?” “My eyes appear average in comparison to most of humanity,” Cassie said, shrugging. “Well you’re not most of humanity, are you?” Dean said, smiling slyly. “Correct, I am an angel.” Dean frowned. She was as clueless as her male counterpart and not making this easy.