Gotta Resurrect My Dick-in-a-box Every Dingdanged Valentine's Day. And I Am Not Sorry About It.

Gotta resurrect my Dick-in-a-box every dingdanged Valentine's Day. And I am not sorry about it.

Who ARE these people. I try really, really hard to live and let live, but this hate-boner they have for Sam/Jared is fucking gross. Grow up and realise you don't have to shove someone down to raise someone else up.

I lean Dean but I'll die on this fuckin' hill.

I keep coming across this stunning artwork and every time I do, I have to stop for a while. It's an incredibly emotionally loaded piece, and I can't get past Dean's hands gripping Sam for dear life. They're perfect. They're cradling, devouring. They swallow Sam up like Dean has been trying to do their whole lives. I can't look away.

It finally occurred to me today, after stumbling across it again, that it almost looks like he's breathing life into Sam. Like something awful has happened and the only way Dean can fix it is to pass his own life into Sam somehow, which he will always do, again and again, without a moment of hesitation, no matter the cost.

And then it hit me.

(The Kiss of Life, 1967. Photo by Rocco Morabito.)

This is what it reminds me of. It's the same desperation. The same surrender. The same exchange of life in a breath, a meeting of mouths, fear and need and rescue.

It's beautiful.

Hearts will dream again Lungs will breathe in Wash away the sins It's where it begins Feet won't fail you now Arms won't let you down Wash away the sins It's where it begins

Keep thinking about Dean decorating the bunker and instead of the Live Love Laugh sign, Dean made one that says Sam Sam:) Sammy♡ and my heart just swelled with joy 🥹

Oh. So the Tumblr algorithm is just reading my WIPs now? 😂 Okay. That's cool. No, it's fine. Totally fine. It's nearly finished anyway.

@sam-is-my-safe-word Look! Other unhinged murder-suicide-Wincest-kink-having fuckers! I knew they were out there! 😂

I just think it’s romantic to be possessive over someone’s death. No one gets to kill you but me. I want to hold you as you die. Your last breath should mingle with mine. I want your blood on my hands because I’m the one that spilled it.

You're so welcome! I'm really glad you saw this. It's too easy as creators to get caught up in the little flaws we see in our work, and I imagine it's that much worse in a visual medium. I'm always ranting to anyone who'll listen about how important feedback and comments are just to validate the creator's effort, but if it also helps them take a step back and see the beauty again in their creation, it's worth the time tenfold. 🥰

And I'll never get tired of seeing your piece cross my feed. 💖

Hearts will dream again Lungs will breathe in Wash away the sins It's where it begins Feet won't fail you now Arms won't let you down Wash away the sins It's where it begins