Amidst the fluttering of wings, A broken angel sits and sings, Of freedom lost and skies above, Of soaring high and unbound love.
His wings now gone, turned to ash, No longer can he soar and dash, With pigeon friends and rooftop sky, Castiel relearns to live and fly.
(I hope you like this artwork with the little poem โค)
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I have worked too long on this, I canโt look at it any more. I wanted to make it vectorish-graphic but I suck at that it seems so I kept the original sketch on top. Iโm still not happy about the look, but I have to leave it be for now.
dean winchester on that bunker's floor: "he loved me? like ... he was IN LOVE WITH me?! so angels could feel that way??!! I could've had him all this time?!!! and I didn't say I love you back!!"
Lazarus Rising
Cas would rather admit to insanity than admit Dean Winchester cannot forgive him.
I repeat, CAS WOULD RATHER DENY REALITY THAN ACCEPT A WORLD WHERE DEAN WINCHESTER CANNOT FORGIVE HIM! *heaves air,water,earth,sky*
the moment forgiveness is clarified he is unremovable from Dean's side. Except when they arrived in Purgatory ๐
#has been repeated many times
#reiteration #deancas #casdean #pining
omg they're getting married
In progress Dean/Cas tea labelโฆ #destiel
little dean and little cas? i guess? wanted to try photoshop again, it works pretty well for this style.
sorry i havenโt been active much, school has been a drag.
TW BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD ๐ฉธ๐ฉธ๐ฉธ
Wounded dove๐
Just wanted to draw a very holy-looking Castiel :)
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