Chaotic Crone

Happy Pride, have some old man yaoi

Haven't had occasion to revisit these two idiots in a bit #becauselife, but trust that they still make up about 83% of my brainrot

--> please don't repost, but do reblog! :D

He shook the Polaroid with giddy anticipation. Excited, he held the frame up to the light. AS the picture slowly appeared, his smile evaporated. It was wrong. His hair wasn't that messy. It wasn't that long either. He swore he'd just cut it. The Polaroid said something different. What's more, those figures in the background hadn't been there a second ago. The Polaroid said something different. More details blinked into view, further distressing the man. He was absolutely sure he had exactly two arms, two legs, two hands, two feet. The Polaroid said something different. He didn't recall being covered in blood. The Polaroid said something different. He looked up at his surroundings. He looked down at the photograph.

Fun commission for one of my lovely patrons, Patty. This is an AU featuring Priest Cas and Cop Dean for an upcoming fic. (Their handle on ao3 is whatwedointhedark )

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I'm back with peak stupid

(What can I say, I missed sassy background Sam.)

Knowing how to doodle means that every ridiculous shower thought you have has the potential to exist- I'm terribly sorry.

(Please don't repost, but reblogs are welcome!)

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