thisfishflies: (spn cas wings)
AHAHAH )



CHAT FRIENDS! THIS MESSAGE IS FOR YOU.
I am going to make a group doodle of chat as dinosaurs. So, pick your dino and your colors so I can add all y'all.
HERE IS THE LIST
Try to avoid copying dinosaurs, but colors can be copied a bit.
BUT GO DO IT.
thisfishflies: (i'm a tiger)
Well, yesterday when I was ded tired CHAT/RL friend forced me to draw cuteness. The someone asked for an icon or one of the drawings and I had the though of just doodling icon sized, then i wouldn't have to deal with resizing and junk. I kinda fell asleep in the middle of making them.

Take them and use them all you want, just credit please. And a comment wouldn't be bad~

I think it's official that i can only draw cute )
thisfishflies: (spn cas cloud)
Title:That Dappled Dream
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Notes: A response/continuation of [livejournal.com profile] 9_of_clubs's fic And then the sun rises... Best read while listening to Do What You Gotta Do, as that is what was playing when I wrote it. It was meant to be a "and they all live happily ever after forever and ever the end" coda, but as with anything to do with my dear Neuf, it turned kinda hurty. But I loved writing it.

Find that dappled dream of yours, Come on back and see me when you can )

ANIMALS

Oct. 25th, 2009 04:35 am
thisfishflies: (rain drop)
Well, I seem to draw giraffes a lot. And then it just devolves into any random animal i can think of, or that people suggest.

I like these drawings better than the last batch. I always surprise myself with the cute.

it's like noah's ark, but different. )
thisfishflies: (birdeh)
So, more doodling in CHAT tonight. I don't feel like digging up the individual pictures of each one, so here is the full picture. It is large. I pretty much just open a huge canvas and then draw shit.

lookit this motherfucking tree )


The "lookit this motherfucking tree" was supposed to continue with "lookit this motherfucking tree. just look at it. it is a fucking amazing tree. stare at it's splendor." but I ran out of room.

Maybe sometime I'll work longer on my doodles.
thisfishflies: (worst ship)
Here are some doodles. Mostly dinosaurs.

OMG, LOOKIT ALL THIS! )

DID I ICON THESE BITCHES, HELL YEAH. )

GUYS.

Oct. 6th, 2009 12:11 pm
thisfishflies: (spn cas wings)
POST ME YOUR FAVORITE DEAN OR CASTIEL PICTURES, AND I WILL GIVE THEM WINGS WHEN I AM BORED.
thisfishflies: (entombment)
So I made a cover/tracklist/banner for a fanmix [livejournal.com profile] luminare_arduamade for [livejournal.com profile] neierathima. So it's like a nice team effort, natch. Here are the pretties, if you want to see.

Photobucket

OMG, LOOKIT HERE. )

I'm also in love with the mix. I have listened through it many times while making the images. It's very fun.
thisfishflies: (Catherine)
So, this is based of of a shoebox-type Dean/Cas thing some people in chat were brainstorming. There was a bit about a photographer!Cas and a model!Dean, and this is what I though of. I've sort of stolen some of the ideas and added my own. Plus, it's pretty.


we are still here )


Also, I kinda made this only to have something to use the background picture for. I'm in love with it, but had nothing to work with it. So, you get this.
thisfishflies: (Seagull)
From Deancas CHAT word prompt. Just a quick merfic bit. If you give me a few more prompts I'll try to do more as I work on more. I just need to get the juices flowing.

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The room smelled of fish and brine and sand covered the floor. Castiel's boots leaned against the open door and fell inside themselves without any support. The walls have lines of grime leading up to the kitchen sink, everything marked where Dean touched. He was curious about it all. None of this was ever under the waves, even in the sunken ships. A vase that held now dead flowers caught his attention the most. He tipped it over, spilling the dead plants and the water on the floor. The water was not salty, he marveled. Castiel just sighed and got a rag.

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SRSLY. Give me prompts.

CHAT---

Aug. 27th, 2009 09:16 pm
thisfishflies: (grope tree)
DEAR CHAT,

IF I WAS SANE, THIS WOULD BE A DEAR JOHN LETTER BREAKING UP WITH YOU. MY HEALTH IS GOING TO DIVEBOMB AND I THINK I MIGHT START HALLUCINATING.

But, I love you. I mean, you totes rock. I had a whole love letter planned out, but I think my fingers are giving up on moving and I'm making way more typos than normal. I'll do it tomorrow when I'm drunk.

Now I'm gonna go eat more crappy pizza rolls and go to bed.

LOVE,
FISH.
thisfishflies: (Seagull)
Title: Tern in the Tempest: Prologue
Author: [livejournal.com profile] thisfishflies
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~200 (WIP
Summary: AU. Dean is a lonely merman fighting against his father. Castiel is lost at sea and losing.

Tern in the Tempest


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The storm is boiling on the horizon. It turns slowly, faces appearing and melting in the clouds. The setting sun dyes it all a purple, but with a sickly green edge, like a bruise. With waves already cresting white, the sea reaches up to the sky, only to be blown back by the wind.

Dean loves it. He can feel the familiar power of the ocean surrounding him- pulling him along. But the air, the air is electric. It's foreign and moves him in a curious way. His father would not understand, nor his brother. It's something just for him, something Dean doesn't have share. He takes one last longing look at the sky.

Then, between a flash of lightening and the roll of thunder, Dean jumps into a wave- his fin shining silver before the wave crashes down. The water gets colder the deeper he goes, but something still sparks across Dean's skin. Perhaps current is changing, bringing fresher waters to his nose.

Inside the tempest a small ship is tossed, winds whipping around the masts, trying to tear sails that are no longer there. One lone figure fights against it all, stumbling along the deck to tie the lines and securing everything to the sides. A crate comes loose and knocks the man's legs out from under him. His head bounces off a railing and he falls down, down into the black depths.
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More to come. Will give proper name and such when I get more done. Got a title.

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