Hey Look I’m Still Doing Inktober! Haha

May the Fourth be with you!

I like how the fandom seems to be united by our love for grumpy Cas

How Big is the Leviathan?

Anyone remember the Leviathan from Atlantis the Lost Empire? 

If ya don’t remember here’s the scene.

One thing I remember was the SIZE of the Leviathan. It was the biggest thing I’d seen on screen at the time. But I always wondered HOW big was it? I assumed it was like Kaiju sized. Most Kaiju are around 300 feet.

Yea the submarine in Atlantis is as big  as Godzila. That…kinda surprised me.

So…IF the Ship is around 380 feet how big is the Leviathan?

So…my calculations are probably off, but I just wanted to get a better sense of size of the Leviathan. And uh….It’s over 3,050 feet!

THAT THING IS MASSIVE!!

IF I’m wrong! Please Correct me! Cause I can’t imagine this is right!

RELEASE THE TICKETS

Title: somewhere I have never travelled Author: museaway Artist: dmsilvisart Rating: Mature Pairings: Dean/Cas (Eileen/Sam, Mary/John, Ellen/Bobby) Warnings: Minor character death Posting Date: 10/3/2017

Summary:  On his way home from work, Dean is hit by a man driving a Prius. Though Castiel is abrupt and rude at the accident scene, Dean’s drawn to him the more they talk. Since Castiel is fresh from a divorce with a teenage daughter, Dean doesn’t expect their relationship to go anywhere, but while Castiel seems eager to build a life with him, Dean is hung up on his past and family obligations.

- - -

Bobby glanced up from the service desk when Dean strode back into the shop. He raised an eyebrow and adjusted his baseball cap in order to wipe his forehead. “Did you forget something?”

“Made a new friend,” Dean said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. Bobby craned his head to look out the shop door, in time for the guy to breeze through it. He stalked toward the counter. The door chimes shuddered in his wake.

“I realize it’s almost your closing time, but we were just in an accident,” the man said, folding his hands on the counter. They were clean and manicured, indications of a desk job. “I’m hoping you can tell me if it’s safe to drive and give me a rough idea of how much it will cost to repair. Ballpark is fine. I’m not asking you to commit to a figure.”

He glanced to Dean for confirmation and raised his eyebrows slightly. Understanding the silent exchange, Bobby caught Dean’s eye in a grimace.

“Don’t tell me you got her banged up already.” He removed his cap and smoothed back his hair before replacing it. He often made the same gesture when he dealt with irate customers.

“It was my mistake,” the man said, to Dean’s surprise. “Can you have someone take a look? If it’s under $2,000, I’d rather my insurance company didn’t know about it.”

Bobby glanced to Dean again. A little furrow of confusion ran between his eyebrows. Dean raised both hands in submission.

“Hey, I offered to look at it, but I got shot down. Guy said he wants a decent mechanic. You know where we can find one of those?”

“You didn’t say you were a mechanic,” the man said through his teeth. “You said you were good with cars.”

“I am good with cars.” Dean grinned. “I’m also off clock.”

Kida is one of my favorite Disney characters so I figured I’d paint her for practice

Jack: Today’s question is, how do you deal with a crush?

Sam, Cas, Gabe, Dean: *facepalm* not again

Jack: yes again. So dads, what do you do when you have a crush?

Sam, takes the lead to do a little teaching of good values and crap: well, Jack, what I try to do is understand my feelings before I talk to them, and when I do approach them, I am always respectful and mindful of their wishes and I tell them how I feel and compliment them -

Dean, snickering: yeah, right

Sam: Shut up Dean.

Dean: why you gotta lie to the kid, Sammy? We all know that when you have a crush, you get as far away from the person as you can, otherwise they’d start liking you back and then you two’d end up banging and ta-da, they’re dead

Sam: …I hate you

Dean: *shrugs*

Jack, nodding and absorbing: what about you, Dean?

Dean, promptly: Well what you gotta do is judge if they’re in your league or not

Jack: if they are?

Dean: you put on the charm. Remember the blue-steel I showed you once?

Jack: the face I caught you practising in the mirror and you begged me to forget, but I never did?

Dean: yeah that’s the one

Jack: and what if they aren’t in my league?

Dean: you wait for the crush to go away

Jack, nodding: how long does that take?

Dean: depends on a lot of factors. Could be a week, or could be -

Sam, interrupting with a smirk: 10 years, inclusive of time spent in other realms such as purgatory

Jack: that LONG?

Sam, smirking wider as Dean goes red: oh yeah Jack, 10 years and running

Jack, nodding and accepting: I see. What about you, Castiel?

Cas: I…*thinks about raising Dean from hell, rebelling, fighting his garrison, falling from grace, disobeying Naomi, disobeying direct orders from Heaven, choosing him over an entire army, annoying a cosmic being enough to be brought back, healing every little bruise on his perfect face* I believe in grand gestures, Jack

Dean: *narrowing his eyes*

Sam, feeling pity for his brother: No Cas, you don’t. You’re a deathbed-confession guy

Cas: oh yes. That.

Jack, nodding: cool.

Cas, wistfully: but that didn’t work either so I don’t know if anything ever will.

Jack: why don’t you try doing something he likes with him?

Cas, touchy about the topic: You mean, like, cowboy around with him with a hat? Dress up as a medical practitioner to satisfy his kinks?

Dean, growing suspicious: that’s weirdly specific Cas

Cas: I can’t eVEN

~

BONUS

Jack: what about you, uncle Gabe? What do you do when you have a crush?

Gabriel, thinking about all the weird shit he’s done to Sam, ranging from killing his brother 104 times in a day to picking his side over the rest of his family’s, from giving him genital herpes to making him suffer in Nutcracker, and so on and so forth: heh

Jack: what?

Gabriel: …archangels don’t get crushes hehe

Jack, nodding: okay thanks

*in another corner of the room*

Dean and Cas, at the same time: its okay Sam - NO - DON’T try to strangle yourself it’s fine he’s just dodging the question - nO SAM don’t try to strangle him either - sAM you’re scaring us now please start b r e a t h i n g

Brendon + The Pride Flag

They can’t tell you that, “You’re not gay. You’re not bi. You’re not pan. You’re just confused.” Out of love I tell them one thing… Fuck you!

I AM ABSOLUTELY LOSING MY MIND AFTER READING THIS PLEASE READ IT