Artpost!
Aaaand the other fic, gloryofspring's 'The Completely Accurate and True Story of How Gabriel Saved Everyone’s Asses and Stopped the Apocalypse', which I can say for sure is not easy to say with a mouthful of peanut butter. Not that you'd probably want to. Anyway. It's an absolutely amazing fic; I'm really glad I got to work on it. gloryofspring is probably not as glad XD
Again, I apologise if this post breaks anyone's internet. I have a way of doing that with html. Not sure how. It's a gift.
Oh. And these aren't in chronological order so. Read the fic first or here be spoilers!
The pre-Apocalypse party, in which copious amounts of alcohol are imbibed and the Winchesters take the opportunity to corrupt their respective angels. Or in this case, probably, be corrupted by.
Gabriel has far too much fun writing his book of the Winchester Apocrypha; Sam and Dean are... not exactly impressed.
Hey, Sam and Dean aren't the only ones who can have brohugs. Even if these two aren't the most huggy types ever. Or even compatible heights, really.
And seriously, those idjits need to quit being so reckless. Look, they made Bobby sad. And they made Castiel look really bloody weird, but that was mostly because I suck. :D
You really shouldn't laugh at your brothers, guys. 'Cause right now you look absolutely ridiculous and if they got hold of this picture, they'd be laughing their asses off at you. Admittedly it's not your fault I can't draw but I like to think of it as karma...
Okay so Gabriel's socks probably aren't actually such a violent shade of purple. Or purple at all, in fact. But you're not supposed to be looking at his socks, guys. Look! Sammy surprised the Trickster, that's gotta take some doing. Even if it didn't last long before Gabe jumped his bones. Still totally worth it!
Textures/patterns: plaid from here, grunge-y type wood from here, Bobby's wallpaper from here and denim from here. And some PSP8 defaults, I think. I don't even remember |D;; And all the pictures are there on Photobucket if you want 'em bigger; not that you would. Maybe if you're seriously masochistic, I don't know.
Again, I apologise if this post breaks anyone's internet. I have a way of doing that with html. Not sure how. It's a gift.
Oh. And these aren't in chronological order so. Read the fic first or here be spoilers!
The pre-Apocalypse party, in which copious amounts of alcohol are imbibed and the Winchesters take the opportunity to corrupt their respective angels. Or in this case, probably, be corrupted by.
Gabriel has far too much fun writing his book of the Winchester Apocrypha; Sam and Dean are... not exactly impressed.
Hey, Sam and Dean aren't the only ones who can have brohugs. Even if these two aren't the most huggy types ever. Or even compatible heights, really.
And seriously, those idjits need to quit being so reckless. Look, they made Bobby sad. And they made Castiel look really bloody weird, but that was mostly because I suck. :D
You really shouldn't laugh at your brothers, guys. 'Cause right now you look absolutely ridiculous and if they got hold of this picture, they'd be laughing their asses off at you. Admittedly it's not your fault I can't draw but I like to think of it as karma...
Okay so Gabriel's socks probably aren't actually such a violent shade of purple. Or purple at all, in fact. But you're not supposed to be looking at his socks, guys. Look! Sammy surprised the Trickster, that's gotta take some doing. Even if it didn't last long before Gabe jumped his bones. Still totally worth it!
Textures/patterns: plaid from here, grunge-y type wood from here, Bobby's wallpaper from here and denim from here. And some PSP8 defaults, I think. I don't even remember |D;; And all the pictures are there on Photobucket if you want 'em bigger; not that you would. Maybe if you're seriously masochistic, I don't know.