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consultingcostumers:

Prepare yourself for a very long winded post, which may explain why it took a bit of time to put together.

Dean.

Dean uses a custom Colt M1911A1 .45 pistol throughout the series. The customisations include the distinct floral engraving, ivory grips, and chrome plating.
Back in the days of rock salt bullets, Dean frequently used a Baikal sawed-off shotgun.

After Jo’s traumatic death, Dean begins to use her Winchester Model 1887 shotgun.

Dean keeps this Desert Eagle in the trunk of the Impala, but is rarely seen using it. However, Bella and Sam have both been seen using different models of the Desert Eagle in seasons 3 and 6 respectively.

Sam.

Sam’s weapon of choice is a nickel Taurus PT92 with pearl grips. While being Sam’s main gun, it doesn’t feel unfamiliar in Dean’s hands either, as he has also used it throughout the series.

Sam’s rock salt filled shotgun isan Ithaca 37.

This particular gun, a Heckler & Koch MK23, was first seen in the thigh holster of Croatoan-verse Dean in “The End”. However, Sam is seen using this model for 11 consecutive episodes in season 6 until he returns to his standard Taurus PT99. 

Bobby.

Bobby’s go to gun is a Single Action Army with a 5.5” barrel and wood grips. Taking note of the missing fourth frame screw in front of the cylinder, suggests it is either a Cimarron or Uberti.

The Colt.

Ah, the infamous Colt, so important that it gets its own section. But when you have the ability to kill (almost) anything, that sort of thing is expected.
The Colt is actually a Colt Paterson 1836. What makes the Colt so special is its etched design, the pentagram carved into the wood handle, the phrase “non tiembo mala” Psalm 23:4(“I will fear no evil”) engraved on one side of the barrel, and the fact it was blessed by a high-priest. All things you should have no problem doing with your own model.

Replicas:

This is an airsoft version of Dean’s M1911A1, which you will have to disable before attending any cons. As you can see, making this as close to screen accurate as possible will take a lot of customisation. You can buy one here for $19.00.

Here we have a training gun the same model as Sam’s Taurus. Once again, getting the look right will take quite a bit of work. It can be purchased here for $38.60.

You can also buy a resin model kit for The Colt here, but it will cost you $80.00, which isn’t in most people’s budget.

What we suggest is making your own cosplay guns. This is because no matter how much you try to alter the pre-existing models, they will never be perfect, and it is the only way you can guarantee the level of accuracy you want without costing an arm and a leg. If you follow this lovely tutorial you should have no problem arming yourself up to the standard of the Winchesters.

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supernaturallychallenged:

Supernatural AU: Heaven as a mental institution

no

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coelasquid:

I was thinking about what it would be like if a society domesticated pigs as companion animals in place of canines, so you’d have like guard pigs and race pigs and lap pigs and stuff like that.

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coelasquid:

Sometimes instead of monsters I draw rooms and stuff in my tiny pocket sketchbooks.

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hanakatsumi:

An angel of the lord enslaved by Lucifer. I am friends with Gabriel and killed by Castiel. This is some serious shiz right here.

I am an angel of the Lord enslaved by Azazel. I am friends with Gabriel and became the love interest to Crowley. 

monster of eve ally of lucifer friends with tessa and saved by dean winchester. i can deal with this.

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rcmclachlan:

“Check this out.” Sam turns the laptop toward Cas, who blinks at it curiously. “The ESO’s got some incredible photos. They just uploaded a series of open clusters, and some of them are mind-blowing.”

Dean snorts from the bed, the remote control pointed at the TV like a weapon. Fifty channels, plus free HBO, and nothing’s on? How is that even possible? “You wanna show him mind-blowing? Look in my bookmarks under ‘pole dancing championship’.”

There is a moment of silence, tense enough that even Dean manages to tear his eyes away from what must be Telemundo. They’re speaking Spanish and just broke out into a dance routine. This is why the American media sucks.

“Cas? Dude, you okay?”

“This image,” Cas says quietly, eyes clouded with weariness and a thousand sleepless nights. Adapting to the routines of humanity hasn’t been kind to him. “It’s —”

“It’s…” Sam cranes his neck and squints at the monitor. “The Pleiades. Probably the most recognizable cluster there is.”

“Why do you even know that? No, seriously, how does that shit affect our lives at all?”

“Shut the hell up, Dean.”

“Sandalphon.”

Cas stares at the screen, eyes soft, lashes dipping with what can only be pain. He reaches out to touch — something Sam’s yelled at him for doing countless times — and gently places his fingertips upon it, treating it like the most precious gift he’s ever received. And it might be. The Winchesters have never been much for gift-giving, which is a shitty life to introduce Cas into. Normal people get gifts all the time. The last thing Dean gave him was a stick of gum.

God dammit.

Dean rolls out of bed and pads over, resting an arm carelessly over the back of Cas’s shoulders. “Say again?”

“Sandalphon, my old general,” Cas says, tilting his head. “This is… She was a brilliant tactician. She led the first battalion against Lucifer during the First War.”

Sam exhales softly. “What happened?”

“She… decided that Lucifer’s way was right. She Fell.”

An awkward silence stretches between them, an eternity before Sam clicks on the next picture. Cas expels a breath like it physically hurts him to hold it in.

“Chazaquiel.”

They go through maybe forty pictures of open clusters, which Dean still really doesn’t understand, Cas naming each of them as a brother or sister — “Penemue, Amaros, Arkas, Kochab…” — before they come to an image that is, admittedly, breathtaking. Dean lets out a low whistle and nudges Cas’s neck with his arm, fingers brushing the worn fabric of Dean’s old ACDC shirt, a bit too big over Cas’s thin shoulders.

“That one fucking rocks,” he says, and nudges Cas again. “Who’s that?” 

Cas sucks in a shuddering breath and leans to rest his head on Dean’s stomach, fingers reaching out once more for the monitor.

“Me.”

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MARK: Every day, over and over..

MISHA: “Where’s Misha? In his trailer.”

MARK: If the trailer’s a rockin’, don’t come knockin’!

MISHA: Um, well, as it turns out I went to a high school that has an annual fitness test and they’d been administering it for 100 years, there were 1400 students at the school or 1200 students, and I was the most flexible boy on the fitness test of anyone who had ever attended in 100 years. So, yes, I am flexible. And when I was shooting Nip/Tuck and, uh, I had my package in my face there,  I was like, “Wow, I actually could do - I think I…” All I’m saying is if I actually had to.

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MARK: We’ve lost Jim! We’ve lost him.

MISHA: If I ever had to. If I had to I could.

MARK: We’ve lost him, he’s gone. He’s not coming back now.

JIM: I didn’t get into the business for this!

MARK: Yes you didddd.

MISHA: So, yeah, there’s a little bit longer story with that. I had a bike accident after I shot Nip/Tuck and it was a pretty bad bicycle accident, and I went into the hospital and they took an x-ray and were like, “Eeeeh, It looks like your back is broken.” And I was like, “Oh! That explains why it hurts so much.” And then they did an MRI to really get in there and they were like, “Oh, no, your back’s not broken, you’re fine - but you have a birth defect where the vertebrae in your spine don’t lock together which means you’re prone to paralysis. Um, if you do anything too… stretch too much or something like that.” So, um! I could literally get stuck in that position. Yeah, so, for me actually, funnily enough, um.

MARK: Auto-eroticism is dangerous for you?

MISHA: Yes. Self-fellatiating could kill me.

MARK: I’m sure that’s just something your mother told them to tell you.

MISHA: “We have got to get him to stop!”

MARK: “You’ll go blind!”

MISHA: “You’ll grow hair on your palms and you’ll be paralyzed.” The doctor actually said, “You’re probably very flexible.” And I was like… was noted my one physical claim to fame and it’s because I have a birth defect, it’s not something to be proud of, so. But anyway, to answer your question, yes, I can suck my dick. [x]

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ginsengandhoney:

I had an idea of making some 8-bit lil demons and then try interpreting them based on the little sprite since they’re pretty vague and I can have a lot of freedom with the design but still try to make it look like the sprite. I thought it was a fun little design exercise or something idk something to do in between things

i’ll be tagging this as #8sy-BITsy monsters in case others wanna try it out aha (*´_ゝ｀)

kiss-my-diva-ass:

One, Two kiss My Fabulous Shoe..

Three, Four I’m Your Whore..

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exorin:

I just…

Excuse me, fuckrag, could you just stop for a moment:

Your name is the best thing ever. And every time you like/reblog/etc anything of mine I get this soft little giggle in my throat that I can’t seem to stop from coming out.

So, thank you fuckrag. Thank you.

Ahhhhh thank you exorin that’s really awesome to hear!

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cigarettesandsilk:

notean:

elderbuttfuckingnaked:

fredezhilton:

this is the gayest thing i have ever witnessed in my very gay life

fucking WORK those heels jfc

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cherry619:

# sweet lord of the rings  # what have i gotten myself into 

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oyonok:

By the way, I never uploaded it here. xD

That rotoscoping thing that took me forever, yup.

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pizzaforpresident:

Lupe Fiasco draws excellent parallels between blackface comedy and entertainers like Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne.

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Jensen answering questions from his biggest fan, Danneel.

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