
Hey atlanta airport do you take constructive criticism
Atlanta pilots make do.
Hey, @ltleflrt was this what you commented on when you came here, or was it the giant plaster ants climbing the wall by the baggage claim?

Hey atlanta airport do you take constructive criticism
Atlanta pilots make do.
Hey, @ltleflrt was this what you commented on when you came here, or was it the giant plaster ants climbing the wall by the baggage claim?
So, my absolutely incredible DCBB artist, Labluekatt1721 went so far above and beyond the call of duty for my story, Finger Painted Grace, I can’t even handle it. On top of the official art for the fic, she also sent me all of these sketches and gave me permission to make a sketch dump here of them since she doesn’t have a Tumblr. Some of them are NSFW, so beware!
Aren’t they beautiful? I’m floored by all of them. So beautiful and sexy and amazing. She was a jewel to work with, and made my story so much more than it was by itself.

Title: Finger Painted Grace
Author: JupiterJames
Artist: Labluekatt1721
Rating: Explicit
Length: 23,696 words
Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Summary: Art student Castiel Novak is struggling to solidify an idea for his BFA senior project incorporating painting and photography. Enter Dean Winchester, current MFA student, tattoo artist apprentice, and now, nude model for the figure drawing class. Suddenly, Castiel’s vision for the perfect project springs to life in his mind. Full of wings, souls, and visible grace. Something he sees shining out of the outgoing tattoo artist like never before. All he needs to do now is convince Dean to let him paint on his body, and also somehow figure out what to do about the fledgling feelings he has for Dean that he didn’t even think he was capable of before now.
[ Link to fic and art ]
I feel like we should be sending the new fight choreographer flowers. Like damn, way to bring things to the next level, my dude.
I need to send them my panties.
With a thank you card, so they understand the context lol
My panties are a thank you note. With the way the design the scenes? They know what I’d mean.
Oh. Oh. I think I just became a slight Dean girl? That slow rise of the gun and cocking the hammer with a totally blank expression? Oh. I see what y’all Dean girls are talking about now.
I am about to slide out of my chair.
You guys deserved that after all the Sam sex my kind has been getting lately.
Okay, but I really actually like cheesy evil twin tropes. Probably because I am one/have one.
I FUCKIN’ LOVE IT 😀
wait, @jupiterjames are you the good twin or the bad twin? lol
Either/Or
@storyhoard tagged everybody, and I count as everybody, so I’m doing it!
Here’s the deal: you take a excerpt of your writing, put it into Google Translate, translate it into a random language, and then back into English, and see what you end up with!
Original English:
They aren’t in physical contact much during the day, but their radios have been on the whole time. It’s not three hours into the day, when Dean snaps, “are you chewing gum over the radio? Fucking stop it, man!”
Castiel’s sigh crackles into Dean’s ear and he says, “I’m not. It’s just feedback.”
Thirty minutes later: “the hell is going on with that static? Move your goddamn throat mic so it doesn’t keep getting jostled by your shirt, or whatever.”
A long suffering, “of course, Dean,” follows.
Twenty minutes later: “tell whoever’s with you to shut the fuck up. I can hear them. Quiet on the set.”
Castiel growls, “I’ll tell them.”
Ten minutes later, and there’s: “Cas, for shit’s sake-”
Castiel turns off his radio before he can hear the rest. And he leaves it off until dinner break where he finds Dean standing guard outside of Sam’s trailer like he wants to set the entire lot on fire. “You turned your radio off,” he says in a biting tone by way of greeting.
Japanese:
彼らは日中は身体に触れていませんが、ラジオはずっと続いています。 Deanがスナップしているときは、3時間ではありません。「あなたはガムをラジオで噛んでいますか?
カスティーリャンの一숨がディーンの耳に詰まり、彼は「私はそうではありません。それはただのフィードバックです」と言います。
30分後:「地獄は静かに進んでいますか?あなたの泥棒のマイクを動かすので、あなたのシャツなどで何か騒ぎ続けることはありません」
長い間、「もちろん、Dean」という苦難が続いています。
20分後:「あなたと一緒にいる人には、ファックを黙らせてください。私はそれらを聞くことができます。
カスティーリャルが唸る、「私は彼らに言います」
10分後に、そして、そこには:「カス、たわごとのために – 」
Castielは残りの部分を聞く前にラジオをオフにします。 そして、ディナーが休憩するまで、彼はディーンがサムのトレーラーの外でガードをしているように見せている。 “あなたはラジオをオフにしました。"彼は挨拶の方法で噛んだトーンで言います。
Behold the best thing I’ve ever written:
They do not touch the body during the day, but the radio has been continuing all the time. It is not 3 hours when Dean is snapping. "Are you chewing gum on radio?
One of Castilean’s clogged in Dean’s ear, he says, "I am not, it’s just feedback.”
After 30 minutes: “Is hell going quietly? Because you move the mic of your thief, you will not continue to make a fuss with your shirt etc.”
For years, the hardship of “Dean” of course continues.
After 20 minutes: “If you are with you, please shut down your fuck, I can hear them.
Castile is groaning, "I will tell them.”
After 10 minutes, and there are: “Kas, for shit -”
Castiel turns off the radio before listening to the rest. And until Debbie breaks, he shows that Dean is guarding outside of Sam’s trailer. “You turned off the radio,” he says in a tone chewed in a greeting manner.
If a guy ever spreads a rumor that he slept with you, don’t deny it. One, because there will always be people who think it’s true, and two, because that dumbass boy just handed you the power to say anything you want about what he’s like in bed, and people will believe it. Say he bleats like a sheep when he orgasms. Say he put on pearl earrings and asked you to call him Daisy. Say he couldn’t get it up until he watched an old Billy Mays infomercial. The power is yours.
This is my new favorite post

I have no idea what I am doing.
Castiel is…BEEMAN! Not an angel we deserve but an angel we need! BZZZZZZ