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deanjo // dust to dust (the civil wars)
for @mrcowboydeanwinchester ‘s 1k event
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samsrowena · 1 year
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✧ for mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k celebration ✧ prompts: chestervelle -> abandon all hope...
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@passengerseatcas @waldrea @canadiandutchiefangirl @throughthegriefofdreams @raytoroinmybackpack @saintedcastiel @universalcas @magdaclaire @my-people-skills-are-rusty @here-for-thee-gay-shit @wartyfrogfish @carveredlund @johnwatersbongwater @bloodydeanwinchester @deanabean @free-birdies @petrichoravellichor @amaranthhiding @angelsdean @castiellesbian @thigholstercas @cosmosinfinity23 @hammyletto @rainsongdean @germicidal-99 @the-randomest-ofthe-fandomest @toobusytobebored @freakwiththeknifecollection
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Bela Talbot + Purple 💜💜💜
For @mrcowboydeanwinchester​'s 1K Follower Celebration
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rainsongdean · 1 year
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is that an angel? no, it's your ex // blonde girlies of spn x blonde by maisie peters
for @mrcowboydeanwinchester 1k celebration
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the ultimate gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss
-> for Ola's @mrcowboydeanwinchester milestone celebration! sunday 19th: sapphicnatural rarepair
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fruitmixtape · 1 year
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dean takes his hearing aids out mid-convo but keeps talking. he likes the feel of cas' heart beating. cas is completely enamoured.
for @mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k celebration!! congrats ola ily!!! (day 1 prompts: hohnatural + purple)
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howdy, partners! very excitingly, i just reached a big ol' milestone, so i thought it would be fun to have a cheeky creator's celebration weekend to say a massive thank you. as i mainly post sapphicnatural and disablednatural stuff, i think it's huge to reach 1k, and i honestly don't know where i'd be without all the fun i've had with y'all on this silly little blog. i'm endlessly grateful <3
so, february 18th and 19th - go wild with posting any kind of content you fancy!! fics, art, amvs, edits, gifs, poetry, you name it. just make sure to tag it #mrcowboy1k and @ me so i can see :)
i've gathered a few (very me) prompts to get the creative juices flowing, but there's no need to stick to them or the days they're on!! and of course, mix and match and interpret them however you wish
🤠 PROMPTS
Saturday 18th:
blonde girlies of spn (jo, donna, mary, claire, to name a few - go feral!)
hohnatural (hard of hearing natural!!!)
purple
Sunday 19th:
sapphicnatural rarepairs
chestervelle (dean x jo - platonic, besties with benefits, romantic, anything!!)
cowboynatural
💜 SOME ROADHOUSE KEEPING
nsfw content is more than welcome but please tag accordingly!
and that goes for everything - please make sure all content/trigger warnings are clear <3
hatred towards sapphic and disabled characters will not be tolerated.
you don't have to be following me to take part !!!!!!!!!!!!!
i don't know why there would be but no w*ncest i beg
and another something funky: ✨BLOG SPOTLIGHTS!✨
drop me asks (anon or not) celebrating and supporting your favourite spn creators and blogs 'cos i'll be posting them all throughout the day to give the community some love!! we're smaller than we have been so let the appreciation shine louder than ever <3
and that's it!!!!! once again, thank you so so much for 1k, i adore you all. and i cannot wait to hear about the blogs you love and see all the epic creations you make. stay slay, ola x
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girlbossdean · 1 year
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One Day You’re Dead (Mary’s Song) - a poem about the original blonde spn girly mary winchester for local blonde spn girlies appreciator ola @mrcowboydeanwinchester <3
transcript under the cut
One Day You’re Dead (Mary’s Song)
One day you’re dead
and the next day you’re “Mom?”
Adult voices don’t call you that. Then again, you’ve been gone.
Because one day your life was snatched up as loot, burnt up in passing like low-hanging fruit.
Was it ever yours though? Was it really your life? Or were you just a concept? The Mother. The Wife.
One day you’re in love after cupid aimed to kill. Casualties? One. Here lies free will.
“You shall have two children”, goes heaven’s decree “And just like their mother They shall never be free.”
Though they will get their mom back when it’s more than too late. To make sure that they know she really wasn’t that great.
One day you’re dead and the next day you rise
As a gift to a man with a toddler’s green eyes.
But this time you’ll be damned if you let it happen again, let yourself be defined by what you are to man.
You’d think “Mother” and “Mary” would be a natural fit but turns out that in death you were much better at it
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casboobs · 1 year
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donna hanscum - wonder woman
for @mrcowboydeanwinchester 's follower celebration !!!
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demonmary · 1 year
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miss nothing, miss everything
hello! i wrote this in a complete feral blackout after seeing this post about gracefreak hbo claire by @hollywoodbabylondean and today was the perfect day to polish it up and get it posted to celebrate 1k followers for @mrcowboydeanwinchester with some love for the blonde girlie claire! i hope you all enjoy <3
Everything fucking sucks. It’s too cold outside; it’s a hundred hellish degrees inside her motel room (or at least half of it - the side with the bed seems to fluctuate between approximately boiling and absolute zero, but the kitchenette is perma-locked at Floridian-Summer, disgusting humidity included); the last six convenience stores that Claire has hit up haven’t had the twizzlers that she wants, let alone a decent fucking hot meal. She still feels guilty dining and dashing at a real restaurant, especially since these small-town waitresses always do that thing where they decide that Claire needs saving and spend the whole meal trying to get her to open up, so it just feels cruel when she inevitably runs out the back and leaves ’em with the bill.  
The hunting is good, at least - if nothing else is.  
[finish on a03 or continue below]
There are angels everywhere, really. If a girl knows where to look. And then once she’s looked there and acted the wide-eyed, helpless little runaway part until the scene’s been played out and her pretty little blade has found its mark? Well, that’s when Claire really shines.  
Remnants of last night’s kill are still thrumming underneath her skin, but despite the swirling dregs of it, she craves more. She always does. 
It’s been nearly a decade since she’s had a proper fix, since she was everything and nothing and full of a God that she doesn’t believe in. Nearly a decade since the angel Castiel tore its frozen claws through Claire’s flesh, and she was all of it; all of the heavenly host was her and she was it; a Godless angel, something holy and full of a freezing cold light that burned with its nothingness and its everything. 
But then - then it was gone.  
For a while, Claire was lost.  
Not that she’s found now, but she’s looking. And she finds.  
She finds old churches with their rotting pews and unlocked doors - always unlocked - and she finds herself a dry spot to sit. She folds her hands up real good, the way she was taught, and she closes her eyes real tight. Her story changes, but she never begs. Can’t. Her pride won’t let her.  
Despite her lack of desperation, they come. Sometimes two or three in a week.  
Angels have the power to be all-knowing. All it would take is a single thread of grace woven in through Claire’s brain to see her true intentions, but having that kind of power makes them trusting.  
It doesn’t even see her, it sees the last hundred pathetic and whining prayers it has answered, and it is weak for it. 
Claire hides her angel blade in her jacket, tucked close to her heart. After an especially good fix, Claire swears she can feel it beating with her, some sort of extension of herself.  
The angels always come with a vessel, though. Some poor father or mother or daughter or son plucked out of suburbia and dropped in front of Claire, promising salvation. If they could really offer it, Claire might take them up on it, but she knows the truth. Knows God doesn’t give a fuck about her, and if He did, she’d be no better off.  
So, the angel appears, shoulders pushed back into a soldier’s stance, no matter how unnatural it looks in the body it’s stolen; no matter how at odds with its cooing, careful voice, crafted to appeal to the damaged young girl it thinks it sees standing there. So, the angel appears, and it offers salvation and instead finds its end at the tip of Claire’s blade.  
She calls them kills, but she never kills an innocent. The stupidity of someone else’s faith is none of Claire’s business and part of her doesn’t think they deserve the second chance, but she gives it to them anyway. She carves the angel out of them and takes it into herself, a careful, cleansing inhale.  
And Claire is something again, if only for the time that the grace burns within her. At least, she's not nothing, and that's gotta count for something.
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oooh, I just saw the September prompts you reblogged and was wondering if you would be willing to combine 'coffee smell' and 'foggy morning' for chestervelle. I love your work. <3
Prompts courtesy of @creativepromptsforwriting September prompts list! Divider by @firefly-graphics
If you'd like to read more of my work, check out my pinned post!
Sorry this is so late, but better late than never!! I still really want to continue this, but I wanted to be able to post something for @mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k so here it is! I LOVE the vibes of this prompt, thank you so much!!! To be continued ;D
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Jo shoved her hands in her jacket pockets, taking a deep breath of the crisp dew of early morn. The dense fog that hung in the air seemed appropriate for the eerie case they were working. Children were disappearing under mysterious circumstances without so much as a hair left behind, as if they'd just vanished out of thin air.
A sense of foreboding had filled her ever since they'd crossed the border of the remote mountain town. She'd mentioned it to Dean, which she regretted immediately, because he said, "Jinkies, Daphne, you don't think we're dealing with a g-g-ghost, do you?" To which she replied with a swift punch to his arm while he roared with laughter.
"Hey." Dean's voice pulled her out of her thoughts as he handed over her coffee. "You still got the heebie jeebies?"
"Fuck off." She taunted with only a whiff of real enmity. The sweet aroma of her mocha latte permeated her lungs before taking a sip, taking the morning edge off. Typically, Dean was the grumpy one in the morning, but today they'd switched roles. Jo had trouble sleeping the past 2 nights since they'd arrived, something she didn't bother to tell her boyfriend this time, he'd only tease her further.
Dean snickered at the vulgar remark. He then took a long sip of his own coffee; a dark roast straight up, no bells and whistles. "Alright, you ready to hit the road? Cause I'm starving."
"Yeah, me too."
That was all Dean needed to hear. With a nod, he said, "Let's roll."
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samsrowena · 1 year
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✧ for mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k celebration ✧ prompt: blonde girlies of spn -> ruby 1.0
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@passengerseatcas @waldrea @canadiandutchiefangirl @throughthegriefofdreams @raytoroinmybackpack @saintedcastiel @universalcas @magdaclaire @my-people-skills-are-rusty @here-for-thee-gay-shit @wartyfrogfish @carveredlund @johnwatersbongwater @bloodydeanwinchester @deanabean @free-birdies @petrichoravellichor @amaranthhiding @angelsdean @castiellesbian @thigholstercas @cosmosinfinity23 @hammyletto @rainsongdean @germicidal-99 @the-randomest-ofthe-fandomest @toobusytobebored @freakwiththeknifecollection
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magdaclaire · 1 year
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it's officially the 18th in my timezone, so here's some Donna art for @mrcowboydeanwinchester's 1k celebration! congrats, ola <3333
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i know my 1k event happened back in feb, but while i was ill i never got the chance to make a content roundup - everyone's creations were absolutely insane so i simply had to put one together. thank you ENDLESSLY to everyone who participated, as well as everyone who took part though reblogging and leaving truly lovely comments. i had the best weekend <3
links to all creators and creations are under the cut! they're sorted by content type and then alphabetically by creator :)
💜amvs:
wonder woman - donna hanscum by @annaslittlebiitch
no hard feelings - deanjo by @annaslittlebiitch
blonde - blonde spn girlies by @rainsongdean
dust to dust - deanjo by @queerstudiesnatural
💜gifs:
5x10 chestervelle by @altarofrowena
ruby 1.0 by @altarofrowena
bela talbot + purple by @youre-only-gay-once
💜fic:
miss nothing, miss everything by @demonmary
coffee smell and foggy mornings by @freakwiththeknifecollection
💜poetry:
"claire novak" by @dollhousemary
one day you're dead (mary's song) by @girlbossdean
💜art:
cowboy!chestervelle by @fruitmixtape
hoh destiel by @fruitmixtape
deanjo gender besties by @angelsdean
donna hanscum by @magdaclaire
💜moodboards:
purple hoh benny by @butchbennylafitte
avaruby by @lesbianjoannaharvelle
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casboobs · 1 year
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deanjo - no hard feelings
for @mrcowboydeanwinchester follower celebration
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