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The Thurifer, Owler, The Palace Guard, The Archer, & Gwyn | Graphite on Moleskine, 12” x 16 1/2”, 2013.
A collection of various ladyknights and wanderers I’ve drawn. Prints available here.
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On Mary
Let’s get this straight–I don’t want perfect mother Mary Winchester. I don’t want a pie making goddess whose only purpose in life is to bandage her sons’ knees and kiss them better.
She’s been dead as long as she was alive.
I want to see her angry–at herself for letting Azazel get to Sam, at John for not leaving well enough alone, at the world from taking her children from her.
I want her to look at the babies that she sat with in the back of the Impala on the way home from the hospital who are now older than she is even if you don’t count the time they’ve been dead.
I want her to be a woman out of time, hating the future because nothing is the same and she missed so much and it’s not fair.
I want her to not trust Cas immediately because if Angels had really been looking over her none of this would have ever happened, and I want her to learn to trust him when she sees how much he means to them.
I want her to try so hard to be the mother she knows her kids have always needed when she hasn’t experienced half of what they have.
I want her to be real. To experience emotion. To finally knock her pedestal to the ground and shatter it to bits. I want her to be a character, not a symbol.
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No ok guys let’s do this. AnnaxRuby my jam my soul my lifelight lets go lets go.
Maroon 5 shimmying. Anna. This is so Anna are you kidding me. This is the girl who cut out her heavenly grace to experience chocolate cake. If you can’t dance to a song because you want to why are you even on the run from Heaven’s minions and Hell’s mercenaries.
3 am pancakes Again an Anna thing. This is the kind of girl who takes “carpe diem” so literally she probably has an aquarium of carp stashed away in her back closet somewhere. “It’s our last night on Earth let’s do the sex.” If Anna wants pancakes, why wait? Also, I don’t see Ruby having a taste for pancakes. Too sweet for the demon who guzzles french fries and relishes the sparks of pain as the salt slides down her throat. The way I see it, when Anna and Ruby aren’t being incredible tacticians, their behavior is either impulsive (Anna) or destructive (Ruby). 
Unsolicited nudes Ok I’m not sure this would work with either, but I’m gonna go Ruby here- while we know Anna is all about sex/pleasure, she was still a “pure” angel for who-knows-how-many-millenia, and then raised in a religious family after that. I think Anna is very happy and confidant with her body and what she can do with it, but I think she may be a bit more reserved than Ruby. Meanwhile, Ruby, sex is her thing. And I also headcanon her as being incredibly free/confidant with her body. You don’t like this body? No skin off my nose I’ll go grab another. Ruby’s sending the nudes, and Anna’s probably happy to get them. If they’re sending them at all, which I’m not sure they would be. BUT ALSO Anna could be going “stick it to the man I didn’t fall from heaven to obey The Rules” and be the worst offender of the two of them so. Idk.
Brags about knowing karate even if they never made it past yellow belt i mean I feel the spirit behind this ask but also. Both of them know karate. Probably. Basic self defense at the very least. We all saw Ruby kicking Dean around in the...season 3?...finale, and Anna was probably hanging around when karate was invented. If they didn’t know it, they would go out and learn it. And if they did know karate already, there’s no way they’re spreading that around because the more skills you’ve got up your sleeve that the enemy doesn’t know about, the better.
Comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops this is Anna. The best thing about humanity is chocolate cake. Ruby probably gags a little bit and looks frantically around for some, like, Lay’s salt and vinegar chips.
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit RUBY. She’s stepping around corpses complaining and sarcastically complimenting Anna like “wow what great knife work I especially loved the part where you missed his femoral vein completely” sarcastic kisses are part of the conversation. They’re trying to pose as FBI agents and Ruby’s blowing kisses to Anna as she breaks into the cop car and messes with the radio and Anna’s trying to keep the police officer distracted because this was not part of the plan.
killed the guy (also, which hid the body) have u seen the show
wears the least clothing around the house RUBYY she’s already confined in this meatsuit why would she restrict the body with more clothes. She also picked this body and thinks it looks great she’s going to slink around in a bra and like, tiny cotton drawstring shorts because she can and she wants to.
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason nEITHER. Maybe Anna. Maybe. All sentimental moments are lowkey not because emotions are bad but because they’ve both got a lot of shit on their plate and because they never really learned to deal with feelings?? Anna had one stirring of emotion and went full-on Fuck The Police if by police you mean Heaven and by Fuck The you mean get really mad at and run away from. Ruby was literally tortured until her soul (which we know from souless!sam is pretty much mission control in the emotion department) went from a pretty blobby blue thing to this TWISTING COLUMN OF BLACK SMOKE and also the last time she had feelings for a person (Ruby loved Sam ok idc what you say) he held her arms while his brother stabbed her in the gut with her own knife so like touching displays of emotional vulnerability probably aren’t in the cards for these two
send me a ship and i’ll tell you which one:
immediately begins to shimmy when maroon 5 comes on
wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes
sends the other unsolicited nudes
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit 
killed the guy (also, which hid the body)
wears the least clothing around the house
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason
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“How do you have a sports bra tan already?” Charlie asked, incredulous, as Lisa flopped down onto the bed.
“Go big or go home,” Lisa said.
“The term ended four days ago. You got home two days ago. How have you already had enough time to wear a sports bra enough to get a tan?”
“He will have power the Dark Lord knows not,“ Lisa recited. Face down on the comforter, she began feeling around for a pillow.
“Why am I the Dark Lord in this scenario?” Charlie asked. “If anything, I should be the Pale Lord.” 
“Oh my god.”
“On account of my distinct lack of sports bra tan.”
“Yes, Charlie, I understand.”
“This makes you the Dark Lord,” Charlie said, triumphant.
“I cannot believe we’re doing this,” Lisa moaned into the bedspread. 
“So, riddle me this, Tom-,” Charlie began gleefully.
Lisa thunked her head against the mattress. Why. Why did she do this to herself.
“-where have you been all afternoon?”
Lisa shifted her head to reply but got cut off.
“And if you say something like “in a diary” or “hiding in a tree in Albania”, I am going to be very upset.”
“I was on the back of Quirrel’s head.” Lisa said.
“Oh, for Pete’s sake.”
Lisa grinned and snuggled deeper into the bed. She didn’t need a pillow. Or a blanket. She was going to fall asleep right here, right now, and no one could stop her.
Charlie, probably sensing this, sighed. 
“Are you going to take the sports bra off, at least?” she asked.
Lisa wriggled a little. “Nope.”
“Lis-”
“Nope. This bad boy stays on,” A pause. “G’night Charlie.”
“It’s three in the afternoon.” Charlie said.
Lisa hummed in agreement. She couldn’t really feel her arms anymore. That was fine.
She heard Charlie get up, saw her close the blinds out of the corner of her eye.
“I’ll tell Mom and Dad to keep it down.”
“Thanks.” Lisa slurred. She thought? She wasn’t really sure if she’d said anything. It’d been a long day.
“G’night, Lis.”
Lisa couldn’t feel her legs. That was fine. She didn’t mind.
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send me a ship and i’ll tell you which one:
immediately begins to shimmy when maroon 5 comes on
wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes
sends the other unsolicited nudes
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit 
killed the guy (also, which hid the body)
wears the least clothing around the house
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason
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( a tribute to the beautiful ladies of season 11 )
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spn reverse graphics challenge | weakspots ↳ prompt: jo harvelle + confident (demi lovato)
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had you goin’, though, didn’t i?
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A hard life has taught me to be prepared. I, long ago, secreted within my person a wee casket of powerful magic. When the spell inside me sensed my life-force ebbing… It went to work. And I was revived.
for anonymous and @pseudodesigner
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canon: gives no information on a character except for a name and sparse backstory
me: mine now
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and lastly, to close the night:
Billie. is awesome. Billie. is amazing. Billie is everything I could’ve possibly hoped for and more. I love Billie. I love Billie the mostestestestest and I am a little bit in love with Billie and Billie is great.
Billie. Billie Billie Billie I love Billie so so so so much
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Billie in 11x17
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spn ladies meme || ten one-off characters | Cassie Robinson
“The guy I’m with, the guy I’m hoping might be in my future, tell’s me he professionally pops ghosts. […] And that he has to leave, to go work with his father. […] All I could think was, If you want out fine, but don’t tell me this insane story.”
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SPN LADIES MEME — EIGHT NON-HUMANS [3/8] ↳ ANNA MILTON
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a great thief
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