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writethelifeyouwant · 3 years

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Show Me - Part 1

Pairing: Sam x Jack Rating: 18+ Part Tags: Bi!Jack, Bi!Sam, Age Difference, Pseudo-Incest, First Kiss, Mutual Masturbation, Pining!Sam, Eventual Dom/Sub Relationship, Dom!Sam, Switch!Jack Word Count: 3k Created for: @winklinebingo - Bisexuality | @spnkinkbingo - JackSam | @samwinchesterbingo - SAMasturbation

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A/N: @jackandthesoulmates commissioned this piece and I’ve had so much fun coming up with all these sexy scenarios 🖤

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“Sam? Dean?”

“In here kid!” Dean answers Jack’s call loudly, taking another sip from his coffee mug, eyes not leaving the newspaper he’s reading. The boy bounds into the kitchen with the usual spring in his step, giving Sam one of his stationary waves in greeting when he enters. Sam nods and smiles at him, eyes dropping back to his laptop as he speaks.

“There’s more coffee if you wanted some.”

“Thanks,” Jack chirps and Sam hears him pouring himself a mug. He resolutely does not look up while Jack’s back is turned toward him. Jack takes a seat in the chair at the end of the table, looking between the brothers and their respective research efforts. He catches Sam’s eye and Sam looks up at him. Jack looks weirdly nervous, and Sam has a feeling he knows where this is going. He wants to come on whatever hunt they’re leaving for (as soon as they find one worth going on).

“Somethin’ on your mind, Jack?” Dean breaks the ice, folding his newspaper and pushing it aside. Sam braces himself to give Jack yet another gentle rejection, praying it doesn’t upset the kid too much.

“I want to known about sex,” Jack forces the words out into the open, and Sam opens his mouth ready to say ‘no’, but winds up gaping instead. That was so not what he was expecting. Dean clearly wasn’t ready for that question either, because he just barely stops himself from spitting coffee all over the table in surprise.

Dean eventually manages to swallow. Sam is still speechless. Jack looks awkwardly between them.

“Would– could you guys, maybe, um, teach me?” Jack looks down, playing with his fingers in his lap. Sam’s thoughts are going about fifty miles a minute, clogging up his brain to the point where nothing can get through the neural pathways that would result in actual words leaving his mouth. Dean notices and, probably assuming Sam is being a prude, steps up to bat, clearing his throat.

“Whaddya wanna know?”

Jack’s head shoots up, swivelling toward Dean, eyes full of hope. Sam is instantly bitter that Dean is the one on the receiving end of that look.

“Uh, everything,” Jack shrugs, and then the questions tumble out. “Like, how do I tell if someone wants to do it with me? Or, if I meet someone I want to do it with, how do I ask them? And, I suppose, how to actually... do it,” he finishes with a blushing glance at Sam, then looks back to Dean. “I asked Castiel, but he said you two would be much better suited as instructors.”

Dean scoffs and laughs under his breath. “Yeah, he’s not wrong about that. Dude’s only got laid like, one time.”

“So, you’ll show me?” Jack asks hopefully, looking between Sam and Dean, but Dean seems to be at a loss for words now, suddenly hesitant. Against his better judgment, Sam reaches out and clasps Jack’s shoulder bracingly, fingers curling into the warm cotton of the boy’s t-shirt.

“Sure thing, Jack,” Sam smiles, and he knows it was the right answer when Jack beams at him gratefully and his heart flutters in his chest.

“Hang on now, kid. I don’t know about showing you everything. I can show you how to pick up chicks and tell if they’re into you, but you wanna watch sex, just google porn,” Dean says gruffly.

“But what if I have questions about the porn?” Jack asks seriously, and Sam laughs at Dean’s horrified expression.

“How about this Jack, Sammy here will answer all your questions, and when you’re good and ready I’ll take you out and teach you how to talk to girls, and we’ll find you someone to try out all your new skills on,” Dean suggests.

Sam feels his chest tighten for a variety of reasons. He’s glad Dean doesn’t want to be the one walking Jack through how sex works, because the sick, twisted part of his brain very much wants that job to be his, but the idea of the two of them going out to pick up some stranger for the boy to lose his virginity to… Sam’s not such a big fan of that thought.

“What if I want to do it with a guy, and not a girl?” Jack asks innocently, and Sam’s heart sings. Dean takes a moment to consider and shrugs.

“Gay dudes are kinda like chicks, same shit should work on them.”

Sam drags a hand over his face in exasperation. “Dean, you cannot just say shit like that.” Honestly, sometimes it escapes him how he and Dean are even related.

“Whatever,” Dean shrugs, turning back to Jack. “It shouldn’t be that different. You into dudes, then?” he takes a sip of his coffee, curiosity on his face. Now it’s Jack’s turn to shrug.

“I don’t know. Do I have to decide?”

“You can like boys and girls, Jack,” Sam says gently, and Jack smiles. “I do,” Sam adds after a moment of deliberation. Jack smiles even wider.

“You do?” Jack blinks amazedly, and Sam nods. “So you’ve had sex with both, too? You know what it’s like?” he questions intently.

Sam laughs and nods again. “Yes, I know what it’s like. Anything you want to know, just ask.”

“But not in front of me,” Dean grunts and pushes back from the table. He brings his mug to the coffee pot and pours another cup for himself before walking toward the door. “When you’re ready to go take yourself out for a test drive, come find me.” Dean salutes them with his mug and walks off, leaving Sam and Jack sitting at the kitchen table.

“So, can we start now?” Jack asks eagerly, and Sam shrugs. They hadn’t found a hunt yet, so he supposes now was as good a time as any. He tries not to be too noticeably excited.

“Course, Jack. C’mon.”

Safely situated in his room, no chance of Dean overhearing conversations he doesn’t want to hear, Sam shuts the door and turns to face Jack. The younger boy is sitting on the end of Sam’s bed, cross legged, eyes eagerly upturned towards his teacher. Sam can’t choke back the smile that the sight brings to his lips.

“Okay,” Sam claps his hands together, just for something to do with them; so he doesn’t reach out and run them over his young pupil like a very large part of his mind is telling him to do. “What, uh… what do you want to know?” It’s a bit lame, but Sam figures it’s as good an opener as he’ll come up with in his current state.

“Um, I don’t know, really,” Jack starts after a moment of consideration. “It’s like, I know I don’t know much about sex, but because I don’t know about it I'm not sure what to ask. Does that even make sense?” he cringes, clearly embarrassed, if the flush now staining his cheeks is an accurate indicator.

Sam smiles sympathetically, heart melting a little at the earnest vulnerability Jack is trusting him with. He remembers being this scared of sex once, awkwardly fumbling his way through asking Dean how to kiss, and Dean just throwing a couch cushion at his head and telling him to pucker up. He would do better for Jack.

“Okay so, start at the beginning, I guess,” Sam laughs under his breath and sits on the bed next to Jack, bringing one leg up under himself to get more comfortable. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” Jack shakes his head ‘no’, but the response is free of embarrassment. “Is there anyone you have in mind that you think you’d like to kiss?” Now the embarrassment comes back, flushing Jack’s skin a ruddy shade of pink.

“There’s um, there’s this girl,” Jack stutters, clearly struggling with the words. Sam feels his heart sink in his chest, but he fights to keep a smile on his face and ignore the wrench in his gut.

“You don’t have to tell me who, it’s okay,” Sam assures Jack, giving his leg a comforting pat. Jack stares down at Sam’s hand fixedly.

“Will you show me how?” he blurts out, eyes jerking back to Sam’s face, apprehensively awaiting his response. Sam is dumbstruck. Two sides of an argument arm themselves in his mind, preparing for the ensuing war, but before any attack can be launched Sam subconsciously declares the victor. He nods. Jack’s smile of gratitude obliterates the moment of guilt he’d felt.

“C’mere,” Sam scoots a little closer as he speaks, beckoning Jack into him. The boy comes eagerly, knee knocking against Sam’s as he inches across the bed. Sam’s hand goes to Jack’s face, thumb brushing over his cheekbone tenderly, holding this moment temptingly between them, and letting the anticipation build until all he can hear is the sound of his own heart drumming in his ears. He wonders for a moment if Jack can hear it too. Then he kisses him.

The lessons with Sam are going well. Jack and him had practiced kissing for ages the day before, and Jack had found that he really, really likes kissing Sam. Dean had interrupted them around lunch time – just as Sam had been explaining what ‘first base’ was, and how it would make more sense why it was a big deal when he tried it with a girl – to retrieve Sam for the hunt he’d managed to track down.

Sam had left him some homework for their ‘lessons’, to help Jack pass the time, which he was now eagerly completing. Laptop on the bed before him, Jack pulls up the first article Sam had found for him and begins to read. It’s all very clinical, very scientific. Jack understands a bit more about everything when he’s finished, but it hasn’t answered his most burning questions. He still wants to know how it all feels. And how to actually do everything the article is telling him about. Some of it he still can’t quite picture. But now, at least, he has a better idea of what questions to ask Sam when he returns.

Sam and Dean are back a few days later, in relatively good spirits considering they waltz into the bunker covered in some kind of monster goo. Jack greets them with a wave and a ‘hello’ when they make their way to the kitchen and crack out their celebratory beers. Sam gives one to Jack too, and he thrills at the small brush of Sam’s fingers against his own when he hands over the bottle. He’s missed those fingers; wants to feel them on his face again; in his hair; on his skin…

“So, Jack,” Dean finishes his beer with a smack of his lips, “I was gonna hit a bar, see what I can see. You wanna come?” He gives Jack a lecherous grin, and Jack looks to Sam, who’s shaking his head in amusement at Dean.

“I think I might need more time before I’m ready to go on a date,” Jack turns Dean down politely, and out of the corner of his eye Jack sees Sam smile.

“Suit yourself, see you two later.” Dean twirls the keys to the Impala around his finger as he hops up the kitchen stairs back towards the garage, and a fun filled night of fornication.

“So, did you have any more questions?” Sam asks as soon as Dean is out of earshot, and Jack turns to him, grinning.

“Yes,” Jack nods assertively. Sam chuckles, low and warm.

“Alright, I’ll grab us a few more beers and we can go back to my room.”

Jack can barely contain his excitement. “Are we gonna practice kissing again?”

Sam pauses for a moment, his back to Jack as he reaches for more beer from the fridge, but when he turns back around he’s smiling. “Yeah Jack, we can practice more.” He takes a deep breath and kicks the door to the fridge closed behind him. “Maybe we can practice some other stuff too.”

Sam knows he’s awful. He’s a horrible, manipulative, horny-as-all-hell guy who is taking advantage of what could have been a perfectly innocent situation. But he can’t help it. Once he’d gotten a taste of Jack on his tongue, he knew he was lost for good. What’s the point of trying to find his way back out of this dark, twisted maze if he knows he’ll never make it? Might as well enjoy it since he’s here now.

“Did you read the article I sent you?” Sam checks when they’re safely ensconced in his room again. Jack nods and settles himself on the end of Sam’s bed, just like last time. Sam feels his heart jump in his chest, rhythm beginning to race. His mouth feels dry when he goes to ask his next question, so he takes a sip of his beer and tries again.

“Do you touch yourself Jack? The way it talked about in the article?”

Jack shakes his head, and Sam’s breath catches in his throat. Fuck, why was that so hot?

“Okay, I think that’s what we should practice next.”

“Okay,” Jack agrees quickly, eyes bright and excited.

“Come up here with me,” Sam moves to the top of his bed and props his pillows against the headboard, to give them something to lean on. Jack follows him and lays back on the bed, copying Sam. Sam feels his soul descend one more step down the ladder towards Hell, but he pushes the feeling away for now.

“Now what?” Jack asks.

“I want you to think of that girl you like, okay?” Sam starts, glancing over at Jack and seeing him nod. “Close your eyes, and imagine what kissing her might feel like. Think about how it felt when we were kissing.”

He sees the colour beginning to rise in Jack’s cheeks, notices his breath hitch on his inhales. He traces his eyes lower down, to focus on Jack’s waist, hips, groin. Sam reaches out and takes one of Jack’s hands in his own, then carefully places it over the boy’s lap.

“Now I want you to keep thinking about kissing that girl, and I want you to start rubbing yourself right here.”

Jack makes a small whimpery noise, and Sam’s eyes flick to his face. His cheeks are bright red now. Looking back down to the boy’s hand, Sam can see he’s following his instructions, and a bulge is already beginning to grow beneath his hesitant touch.

“Does that feel good, Jack?” Sam asks, voice a little scratchy. Jack nods, eyes still blissfully shut. Sam can’t hold back any longer, and drops his own hand to his lap, where he’s already well on his way to being fully aroused.

“Open your eyes,” he whispers between them, and Jack looks his way. His pupils are so large, the normally blue eyes are nearly eclipsed in black. “Watch me,” Sam breathes.

Slowly, Sam unzips his jeans and dips his hand inside. Giving his cock a squeeze, he lets out a short moan, bucking into his own grasp. After this moment of indulgence he shifts his hips, gets the clothing a little farther down, out of the way, and pulls himself out, on full display. Jack’s eyes are fixed on him, mesmerised by the movement of his hand up and down over the flesh. From the corner of his eye, Sam sees Jack fiddling with his own zipper nervously.

“Take yours out too. Show me,” Sam’s voice is gruff. Jack complies, and a thrill shoots through Sam at his easy obedience. “Fuck,” he groans at the sight of Jack’s erection in his hand. The things he wanted to do with that cock… but he takes a breath, pulls his focus back to the present. He starts to jack himself off, watching Jack’s hand brushing gently up and down his own dick while he does, to make sure he’s doing it right, Sam tells himself weakly.

“Oh my god,” Jack moans, speeding his hand up a little to copy Sam.

“Yeah, feels good, doesn’t it?” Sam chuckles, fingers teasing the tip of his cock. Jack makes a pretty little whimper when he tries the same thing.

“Is this what sex feels like?” he asks breathlessly.

“Sex feels even better,” Sam admits through a groan, his dick twitching in his hand. “Pushing your cock inside something warm, and wet, making it yours…” he trails off, reaching his other hand down to cup his balls while he bucks into his fist. “Fuck, Jack, it feels incredible.”

“Holy… shit,” Jack swears, gritting his teeth over the word, and Sam has to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. The boy’s face is a wreck, bright red, and straining with pleasure.

“Jack, look at me,” Sam instructs gently, and Jack turns his head to Sam obediently.

In the same moment, they both lean forward to kiss. Jack pokes his tongue out, traces it over Sam’s lips the way Sam had shown him, and Sam lets him in, sucking the boy’s tongue between his teeth and tangling it with his own. Jack moans and whines, and Sam can feel his hips bucking and shaking the bed each time they land.

“Sam,” Jack groans, voice trapped high and tight in the back of his throat. “Sam, something’s…” he gasps, hips bucking again. “Sam, what’s happening?”

“Just let it happen Jack,” Sam breathes, eyes glued to Jack’s face, which is screwed up in anticipation of his coming climax, though he doesn’t know that’s what it is. “It’s gonna feel so good baby boy, just keep going. Let it happen.” He hadn’t meant to call Jack ‘baby boy’, but it was out there now, and he wasn’t taking it back.

“Saaaam,” Jack whines again, hand flying across his dick, every other muscle in his body pulled taut, waiting.

“Cum for me, Jack,” Sam whispers against his lips. “Just let it go. Want you to cum for me, baby boy.” Sam hears Jack’s strangled yell, and knows what’s happening. Looking down just in time, he sees the final spurts of Jack’s orgasm leak out over the boy’s hand, just as he feels his own hit hotly against his skin.

Part 2 coming to Tumblr on November 13th or read now on my website!

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godwithwethands · 4 years

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lmao i don't know all your shipping preferences but can i say, i much prefer sam with ba'al than with jack (this might be because i'm a high jack/daniel shipper but also, i just prefer the sam/ba'al vibe over the sam/jack vibe)

I'm a multishipper so I ship pretty much everything simultaneously: I love JackDaniel too 🥰🥰🥰 They are so cute and so good for eachother 🥺

Honestly yeah I prefer the vibe of BaalSam to JackSam as well 👁️👅👁️ But that's personal taste and interpretation of course 🥴

Oh no now I feel like explaining in depth why I love Baalsam and why I ship it... oh no... someone stop me 😩... LET'S FREAKING GO I'M GONNA EXPLAIN WHY!!!!

Mino’s “Here’s why I love BaalSam so much” aka just me gathering up the few baalsam crumbs the show writers, Amanda Tapping and Cliff Simon left in their wake....and baking a cake with those crumbs.

Before I start, PSA: English is not my first language, so please bear with me if there are any mistakes 😭

Okay so I feel like at first I can't explain it without mentioning the differences with jacksam, and to all jacksam shippers: I love jacksam to bits too and they're so good, as the show has showed us multiple times, but I miss a little spice here 😩🌶️

I will also briefly talk about things I have found in Baalsam fics that I adore in (Fic points)!! And link back to fics I love with (x)!!!!

(Mid-writing note: I realize I say a lot about Baal and less about Sam, and that is because I just think about Baal way much than I think about Sam, mainly because we have so little Baal screentime compared to Sam’s screentime. I often wonder how/what he feels and try to analyze his behavior closely. 🥺 I don’t do it as much with Sam, sadly 😭

1. The ship dynamic scale (totally made up by yours truly, me 😎)

I often describe the ships I prefer as "A is obnoxious and B is struggling to stay sane" (maybe because it is a description of my own relationship??? 🤔) (this is exagerrated for fun and giggles don't worry i am fine and happy). They are all a variation of this, in different levels. I'd say jacksam fits level 1, Jack being obnoxious sometimes but in an endearing, jokingly, "aww you're such a goof 😍😂" way, and Sam's not really struggling, she just laughs and shakes her head, her heart full of love for her man.

Baalsam on the other hand. Oh boy. They are on level 5 out of 5. What the hell. Baal is obnoxious, in the villain way. And that means, a VERY extra way. He's mean obnoxious. Putting salt in the wound obnoxious. "if you don't shut up I will punch your teeth in/shoot you" obnoxious. Sam is struggling every minute to stay sane with this crazy motherfucker. He's SO MUCH. ALL THE TIME. But joke's on her, she also thinks it's funny. 🤡 That's her sanity flying out the window.

Seriously, Sam has to put her foot down. She has to play Baal’s game and sometimes be mean too. I feel like Baalsam allows Sam to unveil her true potential. A strong woman who takes no shit from men and 2000 years old overlords. She can be 200% true, smug, mean. Maybe JackSam respect each other too much they wouldn’t dare saying/doing some things like Baalsam would 🤔 Maybe Sam is restrained by everything she lived with Jack, the respect she has for him, the 10 or so years spent having him as her superior officer.

A lot think that Sam got her smug from Jack, but I don’t agree: she was smug from the get-go in COFG. She just can’t be too smug with him around or it’d sound like insubordination. Aint she tired of being nice? Doesn’t she wanna go apeshit? That’s what baalsam is. Sam going apeshit and quitting being the perfect nice girl.

Baalsam is an explosive volcano and it ravaged me 😩💖💖💖

2. Baal is a Villain

Send him to horny villain jail!!! BONK!!! 💥🔨

Baal being a villain is VERY important. Villains are so extreme. Everything he does, he does way too hard and too much. His evil plans? As layered as an ogre. Onion. I meant onion. His wardrobe? Nothing but the finest. His love? He'd give his Queen the Universe.

I love that. Everything he does, it's too much. But it's so amazing. Urghhj I love it SO MUCH. Sam is overwhelmed 😩💖 All of that for HER?? Damn, boi either really wants to get laid with her especially or.. 🙊‼️ I love the concept of a Villain’s Love because it knows no boundaries. A villain won’t be held back by things like morals, the love they feel is disproportionate......AND I DONT KNOW Sam being able to provoke this kind of feeling in Baal’s little snake heart makes me lose my absolute fucking mind!!!!!

Very important too: even if he becomes a SGC ally in one way or another in whatever AU, Baal will still keep his good ol' villain habits. Sam would try to tone them down, but they will always be there. You don't erase 2000 years of bad habits 😭. His first solution will be murder, and she will go "we talked about this." Classical Enemies to Lovers shit 🥴💖 (x)

(Fic point: When Baal does something so extreme yet so so soooo damn sweet for her and Sam can’t believe it??? 10/10 Or when he acts on his villain plans for distasteful jokes and that puts Sam on a tight spot and he immediately feels bad at the unfair treatment she gets because of him (x))

3. The endless verbal jousting

I love watching them being mean to each other. If Baal goes too far, she /would/ hit him, and he would turn his other cheek saying "Do it again, loved it". What a freak 🥴🌶️ (x)

Honestly I just love their little sparring matches, even more so when they do it in front of an audience. Like lmao guys..... y'all flirting in front of everyone what the hell!!! BONK !! 💥🔨 horny jail for both of you. At least Teal’c seems to enjoy their jousting 😂 He even teases them holy shit, Teal’c is the true multishipper in that show!!!!

(Fic point: When they argue and come to a fistfight (mostly Sam hitting and Baal taking or blocking the hits)? HELL YEAH!!!!)

4. Admitting the other’s qualities

I’ll start with Baal:

Baal seems to appreciate the courage Sam shows in front of him. You could explain her confidence in The Quest by saying that at this very moment Baal doesn’t have an advantage on Sam since she’s the one holding the gun. There is something else, and I will bring it up later.

Let’s talk about Reckoning!!!! The situation is different, Baal actually called for help whereas he was supposed to kill everyone on Dakara. And here goes the little sparring match in front of Jacob 🤡 Sam ordering Baal around??? Being smug as hell??? 10/10 love it

It’s the first time he sees her and he’s taken aback. He should look mad, having a woman addressing him like that. But he looks rather surprised and curious of what’s going to happen next. I can literally hear the little “Hm. Interesting.” in his head. Baal enjoys that smug look on her face. Tau’ri female who??? Who IS she!!! Quick gotta be a jerk so she won’t suspect I’m crushing super hard right now!!!! Cliff Simon decided Baal will be the horny one among the System Lords and holy shit he did just that 😂😂😂 i’m sorry i’m just incohenrently babbling at this point I CANT BELIEVE THIS, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!!!!!! you thought that huge ass post was going to be me thoughtfully bringing points and evidence? nope it’s just me losing my shit.

I believe that, despite what Baal says, he recognizes Sam’s intelligence to some extent. He’s just too proud to say it clearly and is too busy testing Sam’s limits. The more I think about it, the more I feel like he really looked for that punch in The Quest. Some kind of... I don’t know... “What makes you so special, as a female Tau’ri, to be on your kind’s elite scout team? How much can you take before you retaliate, if you retaliate at all? Show me what you’re made of.” kind of thing? Baal has shown some kind of interest in Earthlings in the past. He has studied them while living among them and he seems to like how different they are from other humans, Now he knows she’s as fierce as she needs to be to survive in this galaxy.

Have you sEEN his smile and his laugh after she punched him in The Quest? AFTER SHE TURNED HER BACK TO HIM TOO, OH, MY GOD. He really wanted a drastic reaction from her and he got it.

That is a “I love me a woman who can kick my ass” kinda smile if you ask me 👁️w👁️...

What makes me think that it was a test is: after the punch and Sam’s threat to kill him, he stops being so annoying and they can finally work together. But why? Why did he care about being killed? He was a clone, there’s no way he was still hoping to steal the Sangraal from SG-1, so his mission as this one Baal clone couldn’t be fulfilled anyway. That makes me think that he was just testing Sam’s limits, and maybe having a little fun with her.

(Fic point: I LOVE IT when Baal gets access to the SGC and everyone gets on his nerves because he thinks they are all dumb as shit. But when he talks with Sam, he’s not so annoyed. She can keep up with him. Well, sometimes she needs a little help but- Maybe she’s okay to be with sometimes...(x))

Sam’s turn:

It’s no problem for Sam to admit Baal’s intelligence. However the idea of working with him just makes her go [grimacing emoji] 😭 😭 😭 She just knows he’s gonna be obnoxious pfahahaha But!! She trusts and values his knowledge nonetheless! She knows that teamed up with Baal, they can solve anything. I believe that’s why she asks him for help so easily despite...Well, Baal being Baal.

I feel like, when you put the "it’s a matter of life and death” thing aside, Sam’s desire to learn could push her towards Baal. She knows there is a lot she could learn from him, and they can work together once he stops insulting her every 5 seconds. She can learn from him in those moments.

(Fic point: I love fics where Sam learns things from Baal... It’s usually very sweet, because Sam is absolutely adorable when she’s excited about science and Baal can’t help but melt a little bit when she smiles so bright at him. Thankful.)

5. Sam’s kindness

I said earlier that, as we all know, Baal is a villain. But what’s important here is that he is a Goa’uld System Lord.

No trust, no kindness and love allowed between those guys. Those would leave the door open for treason and low blows. (See Qetesh in Continuum)

(I believe the only Goa’ulds truly in love we saw were Apophis and Amaun’et)

Now what I tell myself is: that must be pretty freaking lonely. In any shape or form. You can’t have friends, because you can only befriend your fellow godlings who will try to kill you at any given opportunity. Same for mates. 🤔 Baal is just alone at the top of his army and that’s all. What if this isn’t enough? He is different from other Goa’ulds.

What if Sam’s genuine worry and thankfulness towards him in Reckoning were the first time he had someone feel those towards him for like, hundreds, or even thousands of years? Not something distorted and stained by any slave-to-god adoration?

He is soooo surprised. He even stutters a little? At a loss for words when faced with kindness, you, galactic overlord? And she looks actually worried about him and his ship about to go down, when before saying thank you, she asks him what’s going on. I like to think that this first interaction shaped what Baal will think and feel for Sam forever....And that it made him a bit soft for her 🥺 Maybe he sees in Sam (and in the rest of SG-1, see: how much fun he’s having with them during The Quest) a possibility for friendship and maybe more, something he hasn’t considered for A WHILE. He seems to be thinking “did she really say that...wait what do I answer to this...uh....Good luck.......ok i said it. damn that was weird.”

Also can I briefly talk about this??

Why does Sam look so embarrassed in a “Oh god right Dad is right there and saw all of that hUM.” way 😂 I don’t think she felt like it was creepy, since Baal was just responding to her kindness, and she definetely doesn’t want to talk about her being nice to a System Lord with Jacob bjfdjgbfdg

(Fic point: All I can think of is this fic where Sam gets thrown in a prison cell with a badly beaten up Baal (his symbiote is not able to heal his wounds because of a collar he wears), and she refuses to leave him there to die. They escape together 😭💖💖💖 (x))

6. Sam knows Baal will never hurt her

Maybe this is a result of Sam’s kindness in Reckoning, but Baal made it clear to Sam that he would never hurt her directly. And this is what I was referring to when I said “there’s something else” in Sam’s confidence in confronting Baal. This line below activates all of my monkey braincells because what the hell!!!!

That’s “I kinda like you” in Villain language is it not????? Out of all the things Baal could have answered to “You can kill me if you want”, he decides to say “I would never dream of killing you.” with a voice so soft... oh my god. Talking about soft....

Is it me or Baal’s touch on Sam is kind of gentle....like he doesn’t hold her wrist too tight or anything,,,, 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭💖💖💖 Because honestly, another Goa’uld would have yanked on her arm so hard to put their hands on that hard drive but no no no he just closes his hand on her wrist and lets her go gently when she pulls out of his grip and AM I OVERANALYZING THIS?????? IM SORRY I GOT THAT TRAIT FROM MY DAD!!!!!!! we just have that tendency to watch things over and over again to notice all the small detailsssss

I like to think that afterwards, once the heat of the moment gone, she noticed that, hey. He /could/ have hurt her very badly, she was at his mercy after all. But he decided against it. Maybe because she’s the only one who’s been nice to him for literal cenTURIES????? HHHNHNHNHNHN I CANT!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE SHE NOTICED IT!!!! And that it’s why she’s so confident addressing him like she does in The Quest.

I think I’ve addressed pretty much everything here and I’m going to talk about more things I like about BaalSam but more on the headcanon side 🤔

Miscellaneous:

About Baal’s host:

I have said multiple times that Baal is different from other Goa’ulds, and I really don’t think it is just an act.

He is willing to break the god act, change strategies when he realizes there are better ways to proceed, searching for new allies in drastic situations, etc etc... Baal is way more human than other Goa’ulds.

What if that was because Baal let his host’s thoughts influence his own?

Why wouldn’t there be asshole humans wanting to be hosts to asshole Goa’uld symbiotes? Just like the Tok’ra, but on the villain side? (even if Tok’ras are assholes lol) (except Jacob. I love Jacob) (And Martouf) (I don’t like Martouf but he’s the only one with Jacob that I consider a Real Tok’ra) (The other ones are hypocrites) (ANYWAY!)

I love to think that when Baal doesn’t have the flanged voice, it is his host who speaks, as Tok’ras do. I know symbiotes don’t have to talk with the flanged voice but. Having Baal and his host thinking so alike that it doesn’t matter if it’s the host or the symbiote talking makes so much sense to me. It really could explain his different way of thinking. Baal has shown curiosity for humans and how they think, how to better manipulate them...What if it was because of the good experience he has with his host? It could also explain why he’s the horny one amongst the System Lords 😂 He is just very human in a lot of ways.

Now you’re like “ok but what does that have to do with Baalsam” AND YEAH I HEAR YOU !!!! I just think it may be easier to imagine Baalsam for a non-shipper if you see Baal in that light? 🤔 🤔 🤔 it sure helps Sam seeing herself with him in fics 🥴 I don’t know!!! We know so little about Baal, and there are so many possibilites. I’m going way out of the Baalsam remit but at the same time, I strongly believe those who don’t understand the ship are those who stop their analysis of Baal at Abyss. He is so much more than just “that one Goa’uld who tortured and killed Jack in that one episode”. Baal has so much potential that makes this ship work!! Sam seeing that potential makes this ship work!

Sam hosting Baal (yes, the symbiote):

OKAY OKAY OKAY SO!!! This is something I LOVE to bits!!

That’s a thing that is great if as I said, Baal and his host are on the same wavelength. But it can work without it nonetheless.

Sam hosting Baal, consensual or not, is always ALWAYS such an amazing trope. (x) It’s really something that makes me hyperventilate because it makes them so close...so blended...it’s infinitely intimate... When Baal is in love with Sam, it’s even better. (x) I almost can’t describe it because it is so wonderful. Being able to feel each other’s feelings. Baal healing Sam from inside when she’s injured. Sam deciphering his emotions and most importantly the affection he has for her, especially when he still haven’t confessed it? holy shit it’s SO DAMN GOOD!!!!! The silent conversations they can have within Sam’s head, Baal pouring Goa’uld knowledge into Sam’s mind. It’s just the two of them and I can’t express how comforting that is to read.

i don’t know, random stuff I like i guess, I’m almost done:

He just really craves her attention huh. Look at that smile, so cute...”I’m smart! Did you know I’m smart as hell? Of course you did. But I Would Like You To Acknowledge It.” He’s even bouncing on his heels, i love when he does that!!!! He is turning towards Sam especially too 😭💖 and she’s just ê____ê LMFAO

(Maybe this is just another “it is my speciality and not yours” moment but hey i like to give him the benefit of the doubt 💖)

Baal being “I’m tired of being a villain, I want to be loved now”...Aren’t you tired of going apeshit? Don’t you want to be nice? just a little bit?

Baal using so much petnames so easily... i’m usually not a fan of those but having him saying “my love, my sweet” etc etc oh fuck!!!!! i don’t know wHY it gets me!!!

A lot of Baalsam fics are smutty, and while I enjoy that, I still think they have so much potential on the spiritual level. They’re both nerds and they both have so many things to learn from the other. (x)

Baal taking Sam on his ship to show her some neat space stuff.

Baal loving motorcycles just like Sam and modifying engines with naqadah.

Guess i’m just gonna link to fics I love now nvkjfdg and that I haven’t linked to already--

In the Lap of the Gods - Rating: M - Sam gets stuck in a sarcophagus with Baal. Really well thought fic, I love it!!!

The Mating game - Rating: M - Ten dates. Can I call this slow burn? It’s slow but not too slow. Please read this, it’s hilarious and so well written like- this fic makes me lose my absolute shit!

The Mating Game: Endgame - Rating: E - Read after The Mating Game. Honestly yEAH!!! Amazing sequel to an already amazing prequel, what else can I say 😩💖 you got some Host!Sam action in this too!!

Enemy Amongst Us - Rating: E - Hmmmm Sam falling for Baal is always yummy 🥴 It has more than that, it’s pretty wild!!!!!!

Those are not all but they are the ones i prefer 🥺💖💖💖 (along the ones I linked during the essay)

I think I’m done? Congratulations for reading all of this lmao 😭💖 I hope you can see why I love Baalsam so much now!! They are just SO MUCH FUN!!!

feel free to send me asks and stuff about this TvT/

#stargate sg1 #baalsam #samantha carter #baal #my thoughts #that was long but fun #i dont think im bringing anything new to this part of the fandom but heyyyyyyyy #*daniel voice* anyway i'm sorry but that's how i feel about it!!!!! what do you think?????#in conclusion: THEY ARE HILARIOUS. that's it #i could have just said that #but i didnt #me*baalsam

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