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How is this the first fill I make for the kink meme lmaoooo @wwdits-kink-meme
Nandor and guillermo sucking each other off while a big steamroller gets closer and closer
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beansprean · 2 days
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I just think they're neat.
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ID: WWDITS colored doodle dump. 1. Waist up of Nandor holding up Guillermo's right hand with his right to kiss the knuckles; his left hand is resting on Guillermo's raised forearm. Guillermo is looking up at him with a tender smile. 2. Knees up of Guillermo from behind as he turns to look over his shoulder. He is shirtless in green chinos, holding a collared shirt in his hands as if preparing to put it on. On his lower back is a tattoo that reads 'Nandor' in red gothic script. 3. Redraw of a meme image where, in the background, Guillermo is straddling Nandor's lap and kissing him with both hands on his cheeks while Nandor's hands creep under his sweater. In the foreground are Nadja and Laszlo, the former looking away with an irritated scowl and the latter using Nadja's fingers in his mouth to fake gag. 4. Knees up at a low angle of Nandor and Guillermo standing pressed chest to chest, arms around each other as they look deeply into each other's eyes, a tender smile visible on Nandor's face. 5. Waist up of Nandor and Guillermo hugging, Nandor leaning heavily into Guillermo and squeezing around his waist while he makes purring noises. Guillermo, arms around Nandor's shoulders, notices this with a bemused, but fond, grin. /end ID
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Ty @slaygentford, @unrequitedloveisabitch, and @pinknatural for this post lmao
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ID: 1a. Waist up of Castiel opening the front door of a home with a blank expression, wearing a blue robe completely open. John Winchester is standing on the doorstep, back to the viewer. 1b. Reverse shot. John looks down at Cas's exposed junk, brow furrowed, but says nothing. A floating bar next to his head titled 'homophobia loading' is half full.
2a. Reverse shot back to Cas. Dean's voice rings out from somewhere in the house: "Baby, do you want chocolate chip pancakes?" Without taking his eyes off John or changing his expression, Cas replies, "Of course, my love." John keeps staring at his exposed junk. 2b. Repeat. John looks up just in time for the door to slam in his face.
3. Screenshot of a tumblr post by slaygentford that says "Cas answering the door to John in heaven wearing that robe, nothing under it, dick out while sounds of dean cooking come from within the house is truly worse for him than the fifty whatever years he spent being tortured in hell." A reblog by unrequitedloveisabitch says "had to immortalize your tags deanspurpleflannel they are too perfect not to XD" and has a screenshot of tags by deanspurpleflannel that read "#john: #cas: #dean in the distance: Baby, do you want chocolate chip pancakes? <3 #cas without breaking eye contact with john: of course my love <3 #and then he closes the door." /end ID
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And they lived happily ever after? LOL
Izzyguana AU part 5! (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)
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ID: 1a. Aerial shot of the hill where Izzy's grave is marked, a hill sweeping steeply downward behind it toward a small bay where the ocean laps hungrily at the shore. It is dark and raining hard in thin diagonal strikes. 1b. Close up of Izzy's grave marker from below as it is pelted by rain. Behind, thick clouds roll past, rumbling with distant thunder. 1c. Repeat. A loud clap of thunder hits just as a flash of lightning cracks across the sky, illuminating a gloved hand that suddenly punches, palm up, out of the dirt.
2a. series of POV panels on a dark background, showing the ramshackle porch of Stede and Ed's home. The wooden slat door is closed, but there is a gap in the wood above the doorknob where golden light is shining through, juxtaposing the cold blues and purples of the storm outside. There is a shuffling sound of uneven footsteps. 2b. Repeat, closer to the door now, the panel tilted as if the POV is tipping back and forth as it climbs the stairs. The footsteps are louder. 2c. Repeat, closer, now past the stairs, footsteps louder still. 2d. Repeat. Closer. A final thump. The shadow of a head and shoulders falls across the door. 2e. Repeat. The door creaks open, letting out a burst of warm light. 2f. Repeat. The door opens fully, blinding the panel with light.
3a. Inside the house, lit up in warm candlelight, there is a ramshackle wooden table holding a pair of oranges, a bottle of rum, and a pair of silver coins on the close end. On the far end, a lumpy, unfrosted cake on a plate with a single lit candle in the center. At the head of the table in front of the cake sits the iguana in a handmade high chair, a party hat of wrapped palm leaves strapped to its head. Stede and Ed are standing at the table on either side of it with matching party hats. All three look towards the viewer as the door is opened. Ed, wearing a purple tee and green lavalava, has a cup in his right hand and his left hand is frozen mid-cheer. He stares at the newcomer with his jaw dropped and eyes wide with shock. Stede, wearing his teal blouse and brown leather pants, is similarly frozen, leaning into the table on his left hand and holding up a cup in his right as he stares toward the door. A handmade banner stretched behind them reads 'Happy Rebirthday Izzy'. 3b. Reverse shot, chest up of the real human Izzy standing at the door, arm extended to hold it open. He is covered in mud and soaked by the rain, hair falling down into his eyes, and is wearing the cream shirt he died in, now made loose and transparent by the rain but still bearing a faint bloodstain on the chest. Izzy stares forward at the scene in abject horror and confusion, lip curled back from his teeth. 3c. Repeat of 3a, this time with human Izzy and the head of the table. Another candle has been added to the cake, the banner has been changed to read 'Happy Rebirthday Izzys', and a third orange has appeared on the table. The iguana side-eyes Izzy, hissing suspiciously. Stede has resumed his cheer, raising his cup with his right hand and reaching around the iguana's chair to place his left on human Izzy's shoulder. Ed is laughing happily, leaning his forehead into human Izzy's temple and cupping his head with his left hand. Izzy sits frozen and frowning in shock and bewilderment, eye twitching, Ed's party hat now on his head. Izzy thinks to himself, "...Is it too late to crawl back into my grave?" /end ID
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guillermo? hurting someone on purpose because they hurt him on accident? really truly earning his title as king of good communication
My Familiar’s Ghost part 71
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ID: 1a. Knees up of Guillermo standing by the coffin, the edge of Nandor's shoulder close up in the foreground. The pillow-loaded settee and closed crypt door are lit warmly behind. Guillermo looks down with a scowl, face darkened by shadow, lips peeling back from new fangs as his shaking hands clench into fists at his side. After a moment of silence, he says, '...I gave you a thousand chances, Nandor.' 1b. Close up on Guillermo as he looks up, tears streaking down his face and eyes iced over into a glowing platinum gold. He glares as hard as he is capable of, snarling out cruelly, 'But I don't need you. I never did.' The background has turned solid black with a white starburst lashing out in the direction of Guillermo's words. 1c. Shoulders up of Nandor from the back on a mottled dark red background, still turned away from Guillermo. From offscreen, Guillermo spits, 'Still nothing to say?' Nandor visibly straightens, steeling himself. 1d. Repeat, slightly closer, as Nandor turns to face Guillermo and the viewer at last. Tears are running down his face and clearly have been for a while, eyes flashing pinkish-red as he glares at Guillermo and snarls, 'I have many things I would like to say to you.'
2a. Reverse shot, the edge of Nandor's shoulder and hair close up and blurred in the foreground as he looms over Guillermo. Guillermo, waist up, takes an instinctual step back, left fist rising up slightly in defense as he struggles to maintain his glare. The background is in focus behind him, the door getting closer. Nandor advances, continuing, 'Namely...' 2b. Shoulders up of both in profile as Nandor leans close, dark red background becoming splattered with lighter red. He glares icily at Guillermo with their noses less than an inch apart, a tear still pooled in his eye, and hisses, 'Get out.' His speech bubble is black with white text. Guillermo leans back, angry expression dropped for one of fear and confusion.
3a. Low shot from the hallway outside Nandor's room as the door suddenly crashes open, Guillermo flying out backwards as if pushed and smashing into the opposite wall, snapping the legs on a hall table and sending books and candles flying everywhere. 3b. Low shot angled down the hallway as Guillermo slams into the floor on his stomach, table collapsing down the wall behind him. Blood spurts out between his clenched fangs as he bites his tongue on impact, new glasses flying off his face and bouncing to the floor. 3b. Zoom out to wide. There is a visible crash site against the wall where Guillermo was thrown, dust and drywall settling on him, the floor, and the smashed chunks of the table and its contents. Guillermo sits up on his hands and knees and slips his glasses back on, a trail of blood dribbling down his chin and one lapel pin snapped loose and dangling from his collar. He looks over toward Nandor's room only to see the door slam definitively shut, sending the chandelier rocking in the background. /end ID
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beansprean · 9 days
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ID: Shoulders up drawing of Nandor, colored in various shades of red. He is backlit, wearing a dark cape over his usual tunic, and has his left hand raised to swipe at his jaw with a thumb. His mouth and chin are soaked and spattered in bright blood, flecks splashed up on his cheeks and dripping down his front. He is looking up towards the viewer with a furrowed brow and wicked smirk, tongue snaking out to run itself hungrily over his fangs. /end ID
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beansprean · 12 days
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Seems like a beautiful day to see the rest on Patreon...
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ID: Cut off drawing showing Nandor chest up in the foreground, sitting on a couch. He has one elbow propped up on the backrest and is leaning his temple against his knuckles, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, and biting his lip. His right hand disappears below his waist and his right knee is bent up. He is not wearing any visible clothing save for a pair of silver nipple rings and his hair is down. In open doorway behind him, Guillermo steps in fully dressed with a broom in hand. He starts to say, "Master, did you call m-?!" but cuts himself off, blushing bright red, as he catches sight of Nandor. /end ID
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A mini comic for "Your Biggest Fan" by @phasmama (part 1 of ?)
I just love comic-fying fics idk!! why dont u commission me about it
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ID: 1a. Knees up of Guillermo, wearing brown chinos and a short sleeved peach shirt unbuttoned to his chest, sitting down heavily at the edge of his cot beneath the stairs. He looks flushed, sweaty, and tired, elbows planted on his knees as he slumps forward with a heavy sigh, holding something in his dangling hands. His phone is laying face up on the bed nearby. A small icon in the top left corner reads '82 degrees Fahrenheit', which is about 28 degrees Celsius. 1b. Close up of Guillermo's hands as they shift to reveal what he's holding: a vintage folding fan with a brassy silver-tipped guard inlaid with pink rose patterns. He holds it closed, one hand on either end, a riot of colors on the folded leaf suggesting an intricate pattern within. 1c. Repeat. Guillermo flips the fan open with the rivet in his right hand to reveal the design within: an intricate painting of people in robes and dresses standing in front of a series of columns and statues. 1c. Zoom out to wide shot; waist up. Guillermo tips his head back, eyes closed, and smiles in bliss as he fans himself, little swirls of blue snowflakes indicating the cooling effect. 1d. Repeat. The phone sitting on the bed beside him suddenly lights up, a red alarm-clock-shaped icon springing up with a loud ring, reading 'back to work!' Guillermo opens his eyes and frowns, irritated. In a swift motion, he snaps the fan closed and swings it around to tap at the screen, turning the alarm off without looking.
2a. Chest up of Guillermo at 3/4 angle as he slumps over with another heavy sigh, eyes closing as he begins to sweat and flush again from the heat. His right hand holds the closed fan up idly near his face. 2b. Extreme close up of Guillermo's mouth as he absently touches the tip of the fan to his lower lip, pressing into the pink flesh. 2c. Reverse shot, wide, Guillermo in profile in the foreground and the curtain to his room beyond. It is yanked open suddenly to reveal Nandor standing beyond, wearing a brass colored tunic and sleeveless fur overcoat and posed with one hand on his hip. He shouts imperiously, "Guillermo!" and prepares to give orders. Guillermo doesn't even flinch at the intrusion, just blearily opens his eyes halfway with the fan still pressed to his mouth.
3a. Waist up of Guillermo at 3/4 angle as he rolls his head up to look at Nandor with an expectant frown, closed fan held up in his right hand. 3b. Waist up of Nandor at a diagonal angle, background all black with a white starburst of shock as Nandor stares down at Guillermo, frozen and gray, with wide eyes and a slack jaw. 3c. Wide shot, shoulders up of Guillermo in profile in the foreground, Nandor knees up in the background. Guillermo looks at him with half-open eyes, closed fan poised in front of his face and a question mark drifting around his head. Nandor continues to stare with the largest eyes possible, frozen in place with one arm still outstretched to hold the curtain aside. 3d. Repeat. Nandor finally snaps out of it and swings his free arm up to point accusingly at Guillermo, shouting angrily, "What are you doing with that, Guillermo? That is not a toy for naughty familiars to be playing with!" Guillermo opens his eyes fully and looks down at the fan in surprise.
4a. Shoulders up of Guillermo staring in surprise at his open hand as Nandor quickly snatches the fan from him. 4b. Waist up of Nandor from Guillermo's POV as he leans away, holding the closed fan in his right hand and hiding it protectively behind his left cheek. He stares wide eyed and flustered down at Guillermo and whines, "This is very special, given to me by the Queen of Laszlo's homeland! 4c. Waist up of them both in profile as Guillermo stands from his bed, rubbing sweat from his cheek with a forearm. Nandor takes a step back in alarm, still holding the fan protectively out of reach. Guillermo says, "I'm sorry, Master. I shouldn't have touched it. What did you need my help with?" 4d. Repeat. Nandor calms and straightens up, looking away nervously as he replies, "Oh! Yes. I would like to have a cooling bath. Come attend me. Guillermo slumps again and sighs, obediently responding "Of course, Master." 4e. Later; full body of Nandor lounging in an old fashioned brass tub filled with ice water on a hazy green background. The tub seems much too small for him; he is sitting up with his elbows perched on the far end and his left leg bunched up in front of him, knee poking out from the water. His right leg is fully extended and hanging over the edge of the tub. Nandor's hair is gathered up in a messy bun and he is holding the fan in his right hand, staring at it thoughtfully as he opens and closes it with a thumb. /end ID
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2nd chapter with parts 19-34 is posted!
My Familiar's Ghost AU Masterpost
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A wwdits season 5 au by beansprean!
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Below are all the art posts in their relative order in the timeline (not necessarily in posting order). Those labeled in parts are considered "official" while others may be questionably canon lol.
Updated poster
A curse in the house + movie poster (part 1)
Guillermo rants to Nadja (part 2)
Guillermo confronts Nandor (part 3)
Being embarrassing by yourself in your room
A summoning is attempted (part 4)
Nandor uses his brain
Reunion (part 5)
Laszlo’s Lament (part 6)
Guillermo gets teased
My chemical ghost
On a mission (part 7)
Unfinished business and energy lore
Guillermo recalls his invisible antics
Hypnotized! at the gas station (part 8)
Cool Guy Stu (part 9)
Dickheads
What are U Storing? (part 10)
Meanwhile back at the house (part 11)
Opening the coffin (part 12)
Not a plothole
Meanwhile back at the...Nadja what? (part 13)
He threw off his groove
All according to keikaku (part 14)
Ghosted by a ghost
Switches too (part 15)
The confrontation part one (part 16)
The confrontation part two (part 17)
The aftermath (part 18)
Commercial break (part 18.5?)
We are not the same (part 19)
Huh. That's not what I expected. (part 20)
The Guide > the guide (part 21)
She fucking told you
The Guide’s first 3 way (part 22)
Recap
Lazzo (part 23)
Return of the baby part one (part 24)
Return of the baby part two (part 25)
#1 Dad
Bear hugs (part 26)
Me legit shipping Colin and Stu
Hey haven't seen you since you staked me (part 27)
Tell nandor how you feel or draw 24
It's all ducked up now (part 28)
On his wall a tally of unfulfilled orgasms (part 29)
[rain sounds] [thunder sounds] (part 30)
La verdad (part 31)
La verdad parte dos (part 32)
La verdad parte tres (part 33)
Rug pull (part 34)
Wet & pathetic (part 35)
Might as well be rattling chains (part 36)
Consequences (part 37)
Sentimental (part 38)
Back to the start (part 39)
Dust and Virgins (part 40)
What's cooler than being cool (part 41)
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright?! (part 42)
Run. (part 43)
Did he rehearse this on the way over (part 44)
Mark me down as scared and- (part 45)
And now you're gay (part 46)
The Touch (part 47)
¡Olé! (part 48)
Do you really want to make me cry (part 49)
The ritual of legitimacy (part 50)
She's been very busy
Very, very busy
Red means stop!! (part 51)
Grabby hands (part 52)
Whack whack whack (part 53)
You didn't want ME anymore (part 54)
No no let him finish (part 55)
Thinking of him (part 56)
Here's where it gets weird (part 57)
Bonded (part 58)
Los goosebumps (part 59)
Green means go (part 60)
Trick or treat (part 61)
Hello corporeality, nice to see you again (part 62)
Bad memory (part 63)
He hasn't gone soft he's gone hard
Get u a man who can kick your ass blind (part 64)
You're yes then you're no (part 65)
Fancy lad in the regular room (part 66)
Baby's first drink, sorta (part 67)
Sneaky sneaking (part 68)
Too many memos (part 69😏)
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he knew just when to show up
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More of these meme drawings hehe
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ID: 1. Waist up of Nandor wearing a brown and gold tunic on a white background. Guillermo, sleeves rolled up and leather gloves on his hands, is pressed up behind him, his chin against Nandor's left shoulder and his left hand gripping a stake with the point hovering over his heart. Guillermo's right hand is wrapped around Nandor's throat from the other side, preventing him from moving. Nandor has a blissful smile on his face, cheeks flushed, as his head lolls back against Guillermo's right shoulder. Guillermo looks at him with wide eyes, equal parts flustered and concerned like he wasn't expecting this reaction.
2. Knees up of the Guide in profile in her usual long skirt, coat, leather gloves, and flat cap on a white background. She is holding Derek in her arms princess-style, who is wearing the black suit, red waistcoat, shiny cape, and little sunglasses from the wedding episode. He is looking up at her with shiny, reverent eyes and a wobbly smile, hearts surrounding his head. His left hand is on her shoulder and his right is tucked at the small of her back, holding the brim of his top hat. The Guide smiles down at him. /end ID
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ID: Art nouveau portrait, full body, starring a fat white woman with long curling orange hair in a sheer chiton style dress. She is laying back diagonally across the image, knees pulled up and crossed at the ankle, one arm tucked behind her head and the other lifted to lay the back of her hand across her forehead in a swoon. Her long hair flows everywhere behind her, curling every way and drifting off the edges of the page. The background is a circular slice of sky, the bottom edge on which she is lounging. The edges are lines with gold patterned plating and a swirling green leaf design, leading to a topper of green leaves and symmetrical orange and yellow lilies. Brown tree branches curl and twist around the outside, budding with small leaves and more orange flowers. In the center, another bare branch forks like a lightning strike against a cold blue sky with white clouds. /end ID
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beansprean · 20 days
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Hell yeah pls do! Saluting the seanszlo nation today
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Laszlo finds out about lucid dreaming and immediately gets to work employing it to fulfil fantasies (please nothing underage though)
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beansprean · 20 days
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im about to break the laws of reality and beat nandors ass into oblivion
people say this as if nandor himself is not first in line
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Nandor in part 51: "you hear but you never listen, guillermo!" truly kings of calling each other out on their communication failures but refusing to recognize they are also the problem <3
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ID: 1a. On the left, a closed panel with a mottled red background showing Nandor's turned back from the shoulders up. On the right, shoulders up of Guillermo facing the viewer, background dark red and spattered with lighter red. Guillermo glares in Nandor's direction and sneers, 'Before? When I was your servant? When I was a helpless, soulless, reflection of humanity? When you had something you could hold over me? Is that what you miss?' 1b. Repeat. Guillermo turns his head, face scrunched up and snarling in frustration, to rub his left hand over his face. His right curls angrily in the air. He continues, 'Ugh, why can't you just be happy for me?!' Nandor does not move. 1c. Repeat. Guillermo turns his head back toward Nandor and thrusts a furious finger at him, snapping, 'I finally have the one thing I always wanted - the only thing!! I'm finally your equal, and even now, you-' his voice cracks, as does the anger on his face as tears begin to pool in his eyes. Nandor flinches, shoulders stiffening and chin ducking, face half turned toward Guillermo.
2a. Repeat. Guillermo turns in profile, eyes and mouth clenched shut and trembling, fist pressed to his chest as he gathers himself. Nandor does not move, frozen in his tense position. 2b. Repeat. Guillermo opens teary eyes, glaring down at the floor, and says, 'Even now you don't see me. You won't even look at me.' Nandor's shoulders drop, head straightening, beginning to turn his head away again. 2c. Repeat. Nandor's head turns away further, facing fully away again. Guillermo whips his head up toward Nandor in a sudden rage, tears streaming down his face, and screams, 'Look at me!!' 2d. Repeat. Without turning around, Nandor raises his left arm and waves his hand vaguely, grunting out a dismissive noise. Guillermo flinches back violently, lip curled over his teeth and new tears slipping down his cheeks as grief chokes his rage. /end ID
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My Familiar's Ghost Now Up on AO3!
I'm uploading it in parts to make it easier on myself, lol. First chapter is posted and contains parts 1-18!
My Familiar's Ghost AU Masterpost
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A wwdits season 5 au by beansprean!
Tag link
Tag link (chronological order - may not work on Android app)
Early pages on Patreon!
Below are all the art posts in their relative order in the timeline (not necessarily in posting order). Those labeled in parts are considered "official" while others may be questionably canon lol.
Updated poster
A curse in the house + movie poster (part 1)
Guillermo rants to Nadja (part 2)
Guillermo confronts Nandor (part 3)
Being embarrassing by yourself in your room
A summoning is attempted (part 4)
Nandor uses his brain
Reunion (part 5)
Laszlo’s Lament (part 6)
Guillermo gets teased
My chemical ghost
On a mission (part 7)
Unfinished business and energy lore
Guillermo recalls his invisible antics
Hypnotized! at the gas station (part 8)
Cool Guy Stu (part 9)
Dickheads
What are U Storing? (part 10)
Meanwhile back at the house (part 11)
Opening the coffin (part 12)
Not a plothole
Meanwhile back at the...Nadja what? (part 13)
He threw off his groove
All according to keikaku (part 14)
Ghosted by a ghost
Switches too (part 15)
The confrontation part one (part 16)
The confrontation part two (part 17)
The aftermath (part 18)
Commercial break (part 18.5?)
We are not the same (part 19)
Huh. That's not what I expected. (part 20)
The Guide > the guide (part 21)
She fucking told you
The Guide’s first 3 way (part 22)
Recap
Lazzo (part 23)
Return of the baby part one (part 24)
Return of the baby part two (part 25)
#1 Dad
Bear hugs (part 26)
Me legit shipping Colin and Stu
Hey haven't seen you since you staked me (part 27)
Tell nandor how you feel or draw 24
It's all ducked up now (part 28)
On his wall a tally of unfulfilled orgasms (part 29)
[rain sounds] [thunder sounds] (part 30)
La verdad (part 31)
La verdad parte dos (part 32)
La verdad parte tres (part 33)
Rug pull (part 34)
Wet & pathetic (part 35)
Might as well be rattling chains (part 36)
Consequences (part 37)
Sentimental (part 38)
Back to the start (part 39)
Dust and Virgins (part 40)
What's cooler than being cool (part 41)
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright?! (part 42)
Run. (part 43)
Did he rehearse this on the way over (part 44)
Mark me down as scared and- (part 45)
And now you're gay (part 46)
The Touch (part 47)
¡Olé! (part 48)
Do you really want to make me cry (part 49)
The ritual of legitimacy (part 50)
She's been very busy
Very, very busy
Red means stop!! (part 51)
Grabby hands (part 52)
Whack whack whack (part 53)
You didn't want ME anymore (part 54)
No no let him finish (part 55)
Thinking of him (part 56)
Here's where it gets weird (part 57)
Bonded (part 58)
Los goosebumps (part 59)
Green means go (part 60)
Trick or treat (part 61)
Hello corporeality, nice to see you again (part 62)
Bad memory (part 63)
He hasn't gone soft he's gone hard
Get u a man who can kick your ass blind (part 64)
You're yes then you're no (part 65)
Fancy lad in the regular room (part 66)
Baby's first drink, sorta (part 67)
Sneaky sneaking (part 68)
Too many memos (part 69😏)
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Art for the @destieldtiyschallenge, based on a piece of this awesome art by @mischieviem!!!
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ID: Knees up of Dean and Castiel on a pink and peach gradient background, kissing. dean has his left arm around Cas's back and is dipping him slightly, other hand sliding fingertips into his pants pocket and right leg between Cas's. Cas's left hand is clutching at Dean's shoulder and his right arm is around his neck; his trenchcoat flutters out dramatically behind him. At his back are two dark feathered wings with some iridescent rainbow coloring, stretched out mid-flap and shedding little feathers everywhere. Both their eyes are closed. /end ID
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