autistic sam is canon and I refuse to hear any other takes about it actually
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autistic sam is canon and I refuse to hear any other takes about it actually
thinking of Sam in the middle of his breakdown from having his soul shoved back into him. Imagine how it must feel to have been free of all the horrible things that happened in the cage, only to have them popped right back in, unprompted and unwanted. Thinking of him sitting up in his bed, holding his head in his hands as he cry’s silently wishing that Lucifer would just leave him alone for once. Looking at himself in the mirror feeling detached because he got so used to seeing himself gored in the cage that being physically fine feels sickening. Him wishing he was back in the cage because all the torture felt like it was cleansing him of his sins, that maybe when it all ended he would be pure of the filth in his blood. Him feeling like it was his punishment for the demon blood. For the fact that he couldn’t save people he cared about and that he even let Lucifer out in the first place. You guys ever think about this stuff or just me
no ai usage over here. you’re gonna get my shitty authentic writing whether you like it or not
actually liking your friends is so embarrassing but so necessary. like im really over here smiling and laughing at texts. on a discord call while we sit in silence doing our own things. talking for literal hours and not even realizing. platonically head-over-heels.