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bi-eos · 2 years
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Quick sketch with my art style that never seems to stay the same :/
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bi-eos · 2 years
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✨Nightwing✨
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bi-eos · 2 years
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bi-eos · 2 years
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Hehe dick pic
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bi-eos · 2 years
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Think I’m starting to overcome my art block,,I think
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bi-eos · 2 years
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So…I haven’t posted in a hot minute or two but I could not resist the king vampire lord, Dick Grayson.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Detail of Caravaggio’s Judith Beheading Holofernes (c. 1607)
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Hey so I watched Sweet Tooth today and I would die for this child.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Hey so I watched Sweet Tooth today and I would die for this child.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Quick draw impala
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Quick Write: Cas and Dean
Dean’s hands were itching for a fight, his eye twitching.
No, it had to be a joke. Surely no way that goody two-shoe, angel of the freaking lord, here thought that it was time to leave the bunker after they shouted for hours until their throats were sore.
“Dean, perhaps it’s time I leave,” Cas sighed tiredly, he looked a bit uncomfortable. “There is, I believe, a case a few states over.”
His eyes locked on to his, blue meeting green. There was some sort of tension in the room and neither knew how to dissolve it. Maybe Castiel was waiting for Dean to stop him or maybe it was Dean who didn’t know how to express it.
“Yeah, Cas, go ahead, buddy. Just let Sam and me know if you need any help, yeah?” Dean muttered, he was just honestly tried about fighting. He rubbed his hands on his face before coming to a decision. “Cas, I didn’t mean what I-“
“I know, Dean.”
“I’m sorry Cas,” A lump had formed in his throat. Maybe he was being too harsh.
“It’s alright, Dean, you don’t need to apologize. I understand.” The fact that Cas expected nothing, not even a simple sorry, broke his fucking heart.
Maybe Dean’s hands weren’t inching for a fight. Maybe they were itching to be held, to be loved, to be worthy.
Dean lowered his head and dropped his shoulders. God, why was this so hard? Cas deserved an apology for putting up with him for the past 12 years. He’s a Winchester, he’s punched god in the face, he can do this. This is nothing. Just say it, just say it, just say it, just say it, just-
“Cas I need you.”
Silence filled the room.
Oh god, the tension is so palpable you could cut it with a knife. Fuck, this was a bad idea.
“I need to go,” Cas hurried up the stairs, leaving Dean in a panic.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Hey…it’s an impala…
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bi-eos · 3 years
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Some random sketches idk
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bi-eos · 3 years
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What they think
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Dean thinks he’s not worthy of love; of someone giving that away just for him. Dean doesn’t deserve good things because they always come at a price and he’s not willing to pay for it anymore.
Castiel doesn’t think so. He has would have given his whole life away for him. Cas thinks he’s the greatest thing to ever happen to humanity and him.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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What they think
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Dean thinks he’s not worthy of love; of someone giving that away just for him. Dean doesn’t deserve good things because they always come at a price and he’s not willing to pay for it anymore.
Castiel doesn’t think so. He has would have given his whole life away for him. Cas thinks he’s the greatest thing to ever happen to humanity and him.
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bi-eos · 3 years
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“I’m not as innocent as you think I am, Dean.” Castiel looks into the distance. He doesn’t think he could look at the beautiful soul in front of him and see distrust, betrayal, or disappointment. “I’ve killed many.”
He lets his hand fall to the side. The very same hands that has blood of his brothers and sisters.
Instead disbelief paints Dean’s face. “Are you kidding me?” He scoffs. “Cas, man, no one here is innocent. Out of everyone I’ve ever known, you’re the most badass person I’ve ever met. You pulled me outta hell! So what if you got dirt on your hands?”
“Dean I-”
“Nope, not having it today. Today is Boost Cas’ Ego. Or actually, it’s not the full day. Can’t have you go almighty on us. So instead it’s gonna be Boost Cas’ Ego for One Hour, alright?”
Castiel tilts his head, “I don’t think I understand.”
“Hush, I’m only gonna say this once, Cas, I don’t need Sam telling me I’m having a chick flick moment, which I’m not,” Dean stares into Cas’ eyes. He feels alive. Oh how privileged it is to be near the righteous man. “Cas, everyone here has failed someone at some point and we all feel guilt and regret. But we gotta keep moving forward for ourselves and others.”
Dean takes a deep breath, Castiel wishes he could move a little bit closer.
“Look, not everyone is perfect. But I have never defined someone based on their past alone. I judge them on who they are right now.”
Dean looks down for a quick second before stepping forward.
“I acknowledge your mistakes, Cas, but damn me to hell if I say I don’t care. You’ve rescued and saved Sam and me more times then I can count and I’m damn grateful for it, Cas.”
Castiel’s hands iches to grab something, to do something. He doesn’t deserves Dean telling him this, he doesn’t.
“So, Cas,” Dean licks his lips and his eyes wander to his lips. “Can I say my own way of thank you?”
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bi-eos · 3 years
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The righteous Man
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A gift for my irl friend who’s absolutely wonderful :) I made this a few weeks ago but i decided to share it with y’all
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