#sam deserves to be happy
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youchangedmedestiel · 4 months ago
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Imo the best ending to Supernatural would have been to just stop with them alive on a random hunt or them finding jobs and living the life they just wanted or whatever.
And then the story just fucking STOP, because Chuck is not here anymore, so they are no longer part of a story they are finally free. And we could still write and read fanfic about how they live after they won.
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bet-on-me-13 · 7 months ago
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Steph's Year of Recovery
So! Danny noticed that a new face had made it's way into town. Two new faces actually, an older lady known as Dr Leslie, and a girl about his age called Steph.
He first met them when he was at the hospital for one of his parents. They had stood too close to an explosion again, and he met them while he was in the waiting Area.
Dr Leslie was a strict but obviously caring older woman, who seemed to be the one taking care of Steph as a kind of maternal figure, or maybe more like an Aunt. She greeted him simply and then walked away to talk with the Secretary, leaving him to talk to Steph.
Steph was a blond girl in a Wheelchair, and he could see bandages piking out of her clothes as he talked to her. She explained that she had been in an Accident a few weeks ago that left her wheelchair bound for a while, and that she had come to Amity for their surprisingly good Medical Centers.
He and Steph got along really well, and by the end of it he asked her for her Number so they could continue talking later. They stayed in touch, and when she was finally permitted to leave the Hospital, he introduced her to his friends. They all got along like a House on Fire, both figuratively and in one memorable case very literally (Vlad had pissed them off okay!)
Eventually Steph recovered enough that she moved from a Wheelchair to Crutches, and their shenanigans got even more chaotic (Vlad hadn't even pissed them off, this time was just for fun)
The only thing Danny could complain about was the fact that Steph was hiding something from them.
She said that she had been in an Accident a while ago, which was why they had come to Amity in the first place. But Danny knew it was more than that.
He could sense lingering traces of Death coming from her after all.
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Steph honestly loved her current life.
Sure she had lost everything, her home, her health, her friends, her life, but she had gained new things too! Like Danny and the Gang! They were honestly some of the best friends she had ever had, and for some reason they just clicked with her instantly.
Danny was interesting and funny, Sam was vegan and a badass, Tucker was smart and witty, they all fit with her personality perfectly! It almost felt like she bad been friends with them for years. (She ignored the way her heart skipped a beat when she saw them)
But she still couldn't shake the sense that they were hiding something from her.
She knew it had something to do with the Ghost Problem in the town. And wasn't that a kicker, there was a whole Supernatural Ghost Outbreak in this Town and nobody knew about it. Dr Leslie had said that Amity was off the map enough to hide from Bruce, but she hadn't mentioned it was hidden from the Justice League itself!
Danny, Sam, and Tucker definitely knew more about it than they let on however. Whenever a Ghost Attack would happen, at least one of them would rush off with some practiced excuse and return after the Ghost Attack was over all dirty. She could guess what was going on, and she really didn't like it.
(This had killed her, she had died doing what they were doing, she didn't want to lose them)
Eventually she had to confront them, coincidentally on the same day they decided to confront her.
"Are you Vigilantes?" / "Did you die?"
"..."
"What?" / "What?"
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detectivedeckerstar · 2 years ago
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YALL BRENNEN AND IZZY GOT MARRIEDD
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AND LOU OFFICIATED
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AND THE INTREPID HEROES AND HEROIC HIGH SCHOOLERS WERE THERE
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bristledthistled · 11 months ago
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Servant!Sun is NOT dead. He's over at Evil!Lunar's place relaxing.
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they are brothers now.
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veth-brenattos-mental-state · 7 months ago
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I know this sounds cruel, but Fcg was a great choice for a PC death. I dont say that because I'm not sad. They were a favorite of mine! It's just that he was at a good place in his story for it. If Imogen or Fearne, who have really important plot/personal connections that still need to be explored died, it would feel like we lost too much of the story. While Chetney nearly dying felt more somber than tragic because he'd already lived such a full life. Fcg was at a good middle ground where it feels like we could have had more while still being a satisfying end for them. His story feels both complete and incomplete, and that's what makes it such a great tragedy.
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manwiththemagic · 26 days ago
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s14 kill me. s14 kill me.
I JUST WANT JACK TO BE HAPPY. IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR?? FUCK YOU WRITERS. AND CHUCK. AND THE WRITERS. JACK DIDN'T DESERVE THAT SHIT AND YOU KNOW IT. YOU LIKE SUFFERING HUH? WANNA SEE A LITERAL 2 YEAR OLD SUFFER?? HE MIGHT NOT LOOK TWO, BUT LETS BE SO FR HE ACTS LIKE A KID.
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hauntedsamdean · 7 months ago
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Soul
full of
sunshine
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Sam Winchesters smile is as bright as the sun, it shines brightly bringing happiness to anyone lucky enough to see it
His laugh is filled with golden honey, so full and so sweet, it sounds like the harps cherubs play in the heavens on soft clouds
Sam Winchesters eyes are the green grass and brown earth that you sit upon on a summers day, the warm rays can be seen shimmering behind them
His voice is deep and smooth, offering comfort on a night near a camp fire. The fireflies dance around as he speaks sweet nothings and the bright hue from the fire reflects off his perfect lips
Sam Winchester is the sun. He is the summer day, the sun rays. He is sweet honey and summer nights. He is fire, he is sunshine.
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valeron99 · 2 years ago
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Happy birthday, Dean Winchester🎂
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im-there-now-waiting · 1 year ago
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You didn't have to squeeze me but you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you
You didn't have to hold me but you did
But you did but you did
And I thank you
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kateksmallcuteowl · 9 months ago
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It’s finally Valentine’s Day, so I brought you some romantic VetVimes fanart~
/I’m still a bit proud of this drawing, though I’ve ended it like two weeks ago/
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virfujiwara · 2 years ago
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Screaming and crying btw, if you care
Also I'm holding an art giveaway rn if you wanna go check that out
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downtherabbitholewithlucy · 3 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM!
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Sam Rivers - Born September 2nd, 1977
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stardustsecret · 1 year ago
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this weird parasocial relationship some people have with these grown men is actually jarring.
and then they wonder why theyre all so private with their relationships. josh literally kept his relationship secret for eight years and somehow they managed to make it about themselves.
and then they wonder why jake is never seen or hes not participating in social media posts. the same people who were on his private property taking things from his yard.
please and i mean this with the most disrespect possible, touch some grass.
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zmediaoutlet · 9 months ago
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They’re loud enough coming into the motel room that Sam would feel bad for the neighbors, if this weren’t a total dirtbag no-tell. $39 a night and worth every grimy penny. Dean’s still telling him about the plot of Metalstorm. At volume.
��Dude, and then Hurok—I told you about his backstory, right? With the Two-Eyed Queen?”
“Maybe,” Sam says, dropping to the nearer bed. “I think I lost the will to live somewhere around the killer shrapnel tornadoes.”
A raspberry. Dean stows the six-pack they bought on the way back from the bar in the mini-fridge and pulls out two bottles. “Telling you, no appreciation,” he says, but he’s not pissed. He’s grinning at Sam, weirdly cheery like he’s been all day.
“What’s with you,” Sam says, accepting his beer. Dean cracks it for him with the ring, plops down on the other bed. His boots stretched out around Sam’s legs. “You’re like—a kid cracked out on birthday candy.”
“Hey, this is a good day, man,” Dean says, expansive. He waves a hand, vaguely encompassing the dingy room and Hollywood and the whole world, possibly. “Got to go to a legit movie set, met two movie stars, and the case isn’t even really a case, which means no dead guy, which means no digging up a grave, which means: we got the night off, hombre.”
He says it with the h. “Pretty sure Gerard St. James doesn’t count as a movie star,” Sam says, but it’s hard not to smile back at Dean when he’s being—ebullient, practically.
Dean grins, knows he won. “You’re not ruining this for me,” he says, pointing at Sam. Then—it’s strange, how quick—his grin dips, turns. His lower lip bitten, lopsided. “I know you wanted a—a distraction, or whatever. We can find another job. Here or we could go south maybe. TJ?” His eyebrows pop. “Could get a show.”
“Spare me,” Sam says. Dean leans forward, looking all over Sam’s face, which heats. God, Dean. So annoying Sam could kill him, but also… “Thought you wanted to go to the Hard Rock Cafe, anyway.”
A second, two. Dean finishes examining his aura or something and then his grin gets dirtier, which is impressive because Sam thought he’d found a new depth before. “Hey, we can get hard as a rock right here,” he says, and Sam rolls his eyes, says, “That doesn’t actually—work,” and Dean surges forward not fast but inevitable as plate tectonics, pushes Sam down to his back on the bed, crawls up with his knees on either side of Sam’s hips, makes Sam hold his beer wide and to the side so it doesn’t spill, grins down into Sam’s face. Purely—glad.
“Does too,” Dean says, the dingy light riming him like a halo. Sam has no idea what he’s responding to but so what. Dean takes a swallow of his beer, throat bobbing, and then takes Sam’s out of his hand so they clink together, reaches down and sets them on the carpet. Leaves Sam free to grab his hips, his waist. Familiarity of what feels like his whole life taking over. This unseating at the back of the brain, like being drunk, except he only had two at the bar and it’s really just the wild spinning reality of—being Dean’s brother. What that means, when they’re together, and things are good.
But—“I don’t need a distraction,” Sam says, sliding his hand up Dean’s stomach. No hair, just the soft warm give of his skin. Options flickering in his gut, knowing how the night’s going to go, but he wants to be sure. That Dean knows, that it’s not—
But Dean knows. Sam can’t trust that Dean knows every swirling doubt in him, especially in these days of strange terror, but on this, with this, Dean might as well be in MENSA. “Good,” Dean says, warm. He gets his hand between them on Sam’s crotch, on where he’s swelling up the denim. Sam’s hips flinch, curving up. A crooked smile, and then his tongue touching the point of his tooth. All the blood in Sam’s brain drains abruptly to where it’s needed. Dean leans down, close, so Sam can smell his beer-breath and his skin. Salt. Sam’s mouth waters and Dean looks between his eyes. Making it easy. “Wouldn’t want you distracted.”
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manwiththemagic · 5 days ago
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I hate mfs who infantlize Dean. "My lil babyyyy 🥺 omg he was expected to raise Jack after Jack killed cas and—" DIE. DIE IN A PLANE CRASH.
DEAN IS A GROWN ASS MAN. yes he was sad about cas', yes he had the right to be upset but not at JACK?? it's so obvious it's not jacks fault your actually insane.
And babying an ABUSIVE man is insane. Yes I do love deans character but I can admit he was being toxic. Also there was way more going on than just cas??
Like his mf MOM was gone?? Crowley (a good ally) was gone, Kelly (an innocent person) was gone. Obviously cas was one of the few people he actually gaf about but OMFG.
THOSE destiel shippers just irck me. I myself fw destiel but not like this??
these are the same MFS that are like "Dean and cas' and their baby Jack🥺🥺🥺" I DESPISE YOU. because no. Just no. Dean was NOT a father to jack. You know he he WAS a father too??? LITERALLY ANY OTHER KID IN THE SHOW. PICK ONE.
like you want destiel as dads?? Okay. Claire is right there pal. Because Jack is sastiels kid, and Claire is destiels and I STAND on that fact.
Idk how many fans there are like this but MANNNNN. this is why Tumblr is better than twitter/fuckass x. Tumblr algorithm save me. Save me Tumblr algorithm.
ONE MORE THING.
I hate when people see smth to do with deans bond w/ Sam and just THROW IT AWAY and give it to Dean and cas. LIKE NO. No. Dean and Sam are the MAINNNN mfs of this show. Sam and deans relationship is legit why everything happens. Not in a wincest way or anything but GODDDDD.
gang be so fr.
OR. OR. WHEN PEOPLE PRETEND CAS DOESN'T GAF ABOUT SAM. COME ONNNNNN. They were friends gang. Cas talking about how he won't let Sam self sacrifice and about how he understands him now after being human.
OR cas' happiness when sam comes back w/ his soul in s6?? He obviously cares about sam. Sure you can bring up the destiel confession like "oh but he loves Sam bc of Dean and—" stfu. They still care about each other. Tfw all care about each other and it's upsetting when people throw that away ☹️☹️
Anyways thanks for reading. Uhhhh goodbye to my tedtalk?? I feel like shit RN and idk what to do about it. LMAOOO
Kill myself?? <<<<< Rant about non important spn issue online!!
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hauntedsamdean · 7 months ago
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when you let the sun in
the dust turns to glitter
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The boy who's life was doomed from the start
Yet he somehow shines the brightest
The sparkle of his eyes never seems to dull
The glitter of his soul never seems to fade
The shine of life never seems to go away
The boy who's life seemed to have ended before it started
Yet he somehow will never be stopped
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM WINCHESTER 🎉🎉🎉
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