#kid!sam

[diminuel]

Tiny Sam and Dean meeting St. Nikolaus (of course, just dad in a beard *lol* I'm tagging John, but it could be Bobby too ;3)

[valeron99]

Bringing home a brand new life.

- Dear, look this is you little brother.

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i feel like kid!sam loved the library since there was always one in every town and it was one area of consistency in his life. he probably would get out of class then immediately go to the library and stay for as long as he could. sometimes until close if john and dean left him behind on a hunt. then he'd go back to the motel all alone

[newlevant]

Preview of Sam Long’s story, drawn by the amazing Cynthia Yuan Cheng! (@cynthiaycheng, cynthiaycheng.com)

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[rennerator]

CUUUUTE CUUUTE CUUUUTE!!!!! S2 This is SO SOOOO ADORABLE!!!!! AWWWWW, I LOVE THIS SOOO MUCH!!!!!!! :D Look at little Dean there!!!! LOVELY!!!! And little Sam sleeping there!!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE Thank YOU!!! Thank YOU SO SO MUCH for this!!!! You are AWESOME!!!! :) <3

Suptober 23, Day 3 - Inspired

I’m always thinking about lil Dean watching movies in motel rooms & finding safety in knowing that bad guys would lose. (He’s watching Indiana Jones here 💛)

[justsmth2]

how are we feeling about first tmagp hiatus?

[wanologic]

yo danny fenton he was just 19

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny commits to the Bit a bit too hard...

So! For the first few weeks after his accident, whenever Danny would try to help the people of Amity Park, he would be treated as a Villain.

No matter if he had just defeated the Big Bad of the Week or saved a Cat from a tree, everybody in town only saw him as a Monster or Villain to he feared and hunted down. Danny was really getting sick of trying to get them on his side, until Sam made a suggestion.

"Why not just...play into it?" She said, barely looking up from painting her nails.

It was just an offhand suggestion, but it stuck with Danny. Why shouldn't he lean into it? The people of Amity Park already saw Ghosts as Evil, and they already assumed he was in cahoots with the Ghosts attacking the town. Why shouldn't he just...play into it?

So he does just that.

From that day on, whenever Phantom was spotted he would dramatically monologue about his Evil Plans, or claim that another Rogues attack on the City was his own act of terror.

Box Ghost destroys the towns Warehouses? It was on his orders.

Ember mind controls masses of Teenagers? All part of his Plans somehow.

Every Adult in Town is kidnapped by Young Blood? Danny gave them over to a friend as a Gift.

He crafts an identity for himself as the most Vile and Horrible Ghost that has ever attacked the City, using his own infamy to cement his legend even more firmly. The town only sees a Monsterous Villain, who has eveded capture near effortlessly for months on end, who constantly attacks their City and gets away with it.

Of course he still needs an excuse for how his plans keep getting stopped, and he gets it when his girlfriend Valerie becomes the Red Huntress. Before that, he just claimed infighting or the Fentons getting lucky, but Valerie becoming the Town's Hero meant he had a plausible excuse for how he kept getting "Foiled".

Val was suspicious, because she was not as involved as Phantom painted her to be, but in the end she had no proof of him faking his defeats. And she couldn't come up with any explanations for why he would do that in the first place. I mean, who would fake being a Supervillain? It had to he something else.

This did come back to bite him a while later, when the Justice League decided that enough was enough, and dispatched Justice League Dark to recruit Red Huntress and help Deal with him.

Coincidentally, that was the same day Pariah Dark attacked the Mortal Realm and sucked Amity Park into the Ghost Zone.

And honestly? Danny had spent over a Year proclaiming himself as a Villain who commanded Ghosts to attack the Human Realm, and he had heard about the Right of Conquest being Absolute in the Ghost Zone, so why not make it official? Why not overthrow the Ghost King, become the Ghost King, and cement his identity as a Villain while also forbidding Ghosts from entering the Human Realm without his permission?

He may have gotten a bit carried away and forgotten that the Villain thing was a disguise...but hey! He was still preventing Ghost Attacks! ...mostly. That's got to count for something right?

He may have let the Bit run a bit too far...

...

Check the tags for more context!

[samanddean76]

So freaking adorable! Awww! 🥰

Merboy!Sam and Merman!Dean, now in color. ♥♥♥ (Line art version here. They’re also over on RedBubble on stickers, mugs, T-shirts and more right here. ♥)

[damnikindadontcare]

I will never forgive Supernatural for making Dean out to be the bad guy whenever they came across a teen who wanted to hunt/was already hunting and he pointed out that hey maybe this kid who who hasn’t even graduated highschool yet shouldn’t be hunting fucking monsters

[mjlor-chan]

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt. 5

[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.6] [Pt.7] [Pt.8] [Pt.9] [Pt.10]

“So you’re that dead kid everyone’s talking about.”

Danny smacked a trash bag into the purple clad vigilante. “You can pick up the glass.”

“Wait, I’m just here to-”

“Bother me when I’m working? At least the litterer brings me cash. You can help clean or you can leave. Plastics go over there.”

Danny pointed at a pile of plastics, ignoring Spoiler’s bemused look. Hard to tell, really, considering her mask.

“I’ll help clean if you answer some questions!” Spoiler chirped, already moving to pick out the glass in the general trash pile Danny’s managed to gather. He nodded.

“Alright. At least you’re helping. The other one just bothers me and leaves his stuff on the beach.”

Spoiler snorted. “I’m Spoiler. Is the litterer Batman?”

“Sure. I don’t really care what his name is,” which was a complete lie, Danny was a fan. It’s just that messing with Batman (especially after he couldn’t clean up after himself, honestly!) overrode his fan behavior. “But if I catch him leaving shit in the waters again…”

Danny frowned, eyes glowing. He could feel- even with his partial tangibility, the muck of Gotham's waters seeping into his boots. It was not giving 'Live, Laugh, Love' to Danny, and he needed it gone.

“Whatever. They dropped a lot of guns down here. You can deal with those too, yeah?”

“I'm pretty sure that's evidence?!”

“If you could call it that.” Danny plucked away the Styrofoam and the hazardous (more than regular, anyways) materials away from the trash pile so Spoiler could dig through with her gloves without contracting sixteen different sorts of illnesses.

“So, what brings you to Gotham?”

Danny pointed at the water. “Came for school. Stayed because you losers polluted the water with dead bodies and gross chemicals.”

“You go to school?”

“Hey, that’s discriminatory.”

“Oops! No, sorry! I meant-”

Danny waved her off, irritably separating a bottle cap from the crushed bottle. Seriously, what’s the point of putting the cap back on if you were going to throw it in the bay anyways?

“It’s fine. How else am I supposed to learn about the advancements made in the scientific industry otherwise?”

Even if Danny wasn’t too sure that science could sure stupidity, but a halfa could dream, right?

"So... do you just... listen in on lectures?"

Danny stared at her. "What else would I do in a class??"

"Oh. I just thought since you're dead and all, you'd do something more... fun?"

"I mean, I could terrorize the local villains for kicks, if that's what you meant."

Spoiler brightened. "Actually, yeah! That would be helpful! If Mr. Freeze keeps bringing the cold during my latte Thursdays, I'm gonna snap and wring his cold little chicken neck."

Danny snorted. "Alright. I will keep an eye out for this Mr. Freeze." Danny paused. "Hey, tell your friend to come down and help us."

"What- oh. Black Bat!" Stephanie waved her partner down. Black Bat gracefully slipped down towards the bay, casually knocking out two goons gunning for Spoiler.

'Careful,' Black Bat signed.

"Thanks!" Spoiler bounced on the heels of her feet. She swept an arm out. "Wanna help?"

Black Bat tilted her head and, after placing Danny under quick but thorough scrutiny, nodded.

'You can get the salvageable stuff. Anything you can't lift, leave to me.' Danny signed clumsily, placing emphasis on can't.

"You know sign language?"

"I'm not too good at it, I just learned this version."

He knew ghost-sign first, after all.

"Chop, chop. I don't have all night."

----

Danny learned that Black Bat had the skill to knock cans into their designated piles if he threw them in the air so she could kick at them.

"You two can come back anytime."

Spoiler whooped while Black Bat leaned back, smug.

"Wait, tell the litterer he owes me $200. He was short last time."

"...Are you telling me Batman owes you money?"

"Yeah. He might be in financial straights, so I gave him some lee-way."

Black Bat and Spoiler looked at each other.

----

"Hey, so guess what I learned about sea boy!"

Bruce's head swiveled to her with startling intensity. The rest of the clan tuned in.

"He knows sign language! Maybe he even knows ancient sign language! And goes to school, but since he's like, dead, he could only listen to the lectures."

"Bruce, Bruce, do not start a ghost-education plan. Stop. We don't even know if he even-" Dick tackled Bruce, who was already writing a petition as Bruce Wayne to give partial credit to students that diligently goes to class.

"Oh, yeah!" Stephanie shouted over the unraveling chaos. "He promised to fuck with our Rogues for a bit so we can get a break! And we also got a bunch of guns!"

"Where? Gimme!" Jason demanded.

"Do not give Todd more firearms!" Damian cut in.

"Also!" Stephanie grinned as Cass shook with laughter. "Batman's a debtor! He owes Phantom $200!"

"Ain't no fucking way." Tim cackled. "Hear that Bruce? That's karma! For not defending me when he called me broke!"

[dumb-zombie-girl]

I-AWWWWWW

Why Should I Worry?

November 24, 1988

.

Dean is mad.

.

He’s not like Dad.

Not yelling.

He just stomps

and says

no turkey again

or

supposed to be special

when he thinks I can’t hear.

.

And his eyes are sad.

.

At lunchtime he finds

a box of cereal

two bowls

two spoons.

We sit at the tiny table.

I hold his hand and say,

“Thanks, Dean.”

.

His face changes.

No cereal today, Sammy.

Shoes and coats instead.

.

We’re going out!

Dean hardly ever let’s me

leave the motel rooms

when Dad is gone.

I run up the sidewalk,

back to Dean,

away again,

and back.

He laughs and ruffles my hair.

.

“This is the Best Day Ever!” I shout.

Dean laughs again.

This isn’t even the good part, Sammy.

.

We walk

and walk

and then…

“Popcorn!

I smell popcorn!

Can we have popcorn,

Dean? Pleeeeeeease?”

I use my best and

cutest smile.

.

Dean winks.

Popcorn and

soda and

hot dogs and

candy.

And something even better.

.

Better than popcorn?

I can’t stop

jumping

and

laughing.

.

Dean pulls me into a building with

bright lights

above the doors and lots of

posters on the walls.

We stand at the end of a line of people,

waiting. I bounce on my toes.

At the front of the line is a counter

I can’t see over, and when we get there Dean says,

Two for Oliver and Company, please.

It’s his grown up voice.

I hear a woman say, That’ll be seven dollars.

I dunno where he got it,

but Dean has a pocket full of money.

I hear him count to seven then

the lady gives him something.

She peeks over the counter at me and says

Enjoy the movie.

.

I can’t even breathe.

A MOVIE.

I never saw a movie before.

.

Dean ruffles my hair again.

Happy Thanksgiving, Sammy.

* * *

I have the best brother in the

Whole World.

He gave me popcorn

and candy

and a movie

with music and dogs and a kitten

and a little girl with no mom or dad…

.

I’m really sleepy.

Dean’s tucking me in.

He’s singing “Why Should I Worry?”

I’m almost asleep when I hear him whisper

You don’t have to worry, Sammy.

.

I can hardly move

but I make my arms hug him

around the neck.

.

I know I don’t have to worry.

Dean takes care of me.

.

This is actually old; I wrote it and posted it over a year ago. I figured today was a good time to reblog because: Thanksgiving! But the spacing on the original post is all messed up (thanks ever so, tumblr..) and every time I tried to edit it I was told the post was too long (thanks again, tumblr). So…my solution. Happy Thanksgiving! Have some Winchester Brother feels.

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😭

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

decided to doodle stuffs from today's ep-

i also continue to be bullied maliciously /nsrs

[paunchsalazar]

supernatural crossing…