i never posted these here, so here ya go.

a cosplay a day keeps the bad times away. or however that phrase goes. honestly though, i have so many cosplays for asylum 16. presenting the saturday night cosplay: dean winchester in frontierland.

i’m pretty happy with how this turned out. especially considering all i bought for this cosplay was a tie and a collar pin.

dean winchester - time after time.

if you’ve ever wanted to know what dean winchester would look like if he was posing for a pin-up calendar, then here you go.

did some more work on my dean winchester cosplay. oh, and kids? don’t scratch your neck with a gun. that’s a bad move.

if anyone wanted to follow my instagram - http://instagram.com/deanjohnsmith - and my dean winchester cosplay instagram - http://instagram.com/deanloserchester - that’d be pretty awesome.

i can imagine dean’s internal monologue being something like: ‘okay, you got this. you can do this. just go in there, say thanks for the sex, and you’re good…thanks for the sex!? no, you ass, you can’t just say that and then leave. say somethin’ like…like…your dick is nice. what!? jesus christ, this is hard. ha…that’s what he said. that’s what HE said!? i’m done. i’m out. i’ll just leave a sock in there or somethin’, and then he can find it later, and come talk to ME. yeah, awesome plan.’

okay, yeah, probably.

but also, you don’t understand. dean leaves his dirty socks EVERYWHERE. if he knows he’s gonna be in the bunker for a while, then he just kicks his boots off and walks around in his socks because screw it, y'know? but then have you ever had one of those itches on the bottom of your foot where just scratching it through your sock isn’t good enough? you just absolutely have to take your sock off to scratch the skin directly?

dean gets those all the time. i get ‘em too, it’s from wearing big, clunky boots a lot. anyway. he literally just takes the sock off, drops it where he is, and then forgets that he’s just taken his sock off, until his foot starts to get cold later. at which point, he just gets up to put another sock on, completely forgetting that he’s left one laying on the floor/table/chair.

sam’s found them in the kitchen, in his bedroom, in the library, in the dungeon; which is a mystery within itself because why was dean just hanging out in the dungeon?

this nerd, people. realise how much of a dork dean winchester is.

my mum made me french toast, and now i’m thinking about mary making a young dean french toast, and him sitting at the kitchen table, swinging his legs, with the biggest grin on his face. he loves french toast so much, but only when mary makes it, because she knows the perfect amount of cinnamon and vanilla to put into the mixture.

after she died, and he got a bit older, he always tried to make french toast the same way, never quite getting it right. until one day, he takes a bite of the newest batch he’s made, and it’s like he’s back in that kitchen, at three years old, swinging his legs and grinning up at his mum.