SAM WINCHESTER IN EVERY SPN EPISODE (79/327)
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SAM WINCHESTER IN EVERY SPN EPISODE (79/327)
In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.
Beings gay is not as cunt as it used to be
In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.
Robins are much more similar to each other than they seem
* Dick had more conflicts than people remember.
Dick was the original problem child.
“bits to use in everyday conversations”
I think what annoys me most about the general audience is that they truly believe dean was a victim of Sam and he was never that
Sammy had always been overly clingy with his big brother. Despite being too old for tantrums, he nearly threw a fit anytime Dean left him alone for more than an hour. Sulking and pouting once he returned. Milking the hell out of those big brown puppy-eyes he knew his brother could never say no to.
One of Sammy’s favorite things to do was climb into his lap. Perch on one of Dean’s strong thighs while he read or watched tv, sometimes just to be close. To feel the warmth and sturdiness of Dean’s embrace. He’d bury his face in the crook of his big brother’s neck and sigh: content in knowing only Dean could make him feel like this. Soft, happy, safe and at peace.
He’d shower with Dean more often than not. Giggling innocently at his soft, gummy dick when Dean wasn’t paying attention. Only to turn around and huff anytime Dean teased him about his, complaining it wasn’t fair. De was older! He’d soon drop it though, because Dean would massage shampoo into his hair or begin gently scrubbing him clean. Using whatever scented soaps Sammy begged for this time.
Sam loved to wear his clothes. Even though 99% of his wardrobe consisted of Dean’s hand-me-downs, it was different when he wore his current clothes. Dean’s shirts and hoodies would be perfectly too big. His sweatpants like blankets around Sammy’s skinny legs. Warm and comfy and covered in his brother’s scent. He relished in how affectionate Dean got whenever he found his baby brother in his clothes. Like a little kitten purring because it was being nuzzled.
He loathed when someone else gave Dean attention. It was no secret his big brother was handsome, but he wasn’t just handsome. He was dreamy like the old movie stars they’d seen in the occasional late-night noir film on some forgotten tv channel. Most importantly? Dean was his. He’d shamelessly interrupt whatever interaction Dean was having, whether it be with a girl or another boy. He’d tug on his sleeve, sprawl on his lap, or hang off of him like a pouting lemur. Whining and huffing until he gave Sammy his undivided attention.
He just couldn’t help it. De was his! Nobody could love him or know him how Sammy did. The same way nobody else loved or knew Sam the way Dean did. Regardless of how annoyed or irritated he got because of it, Dean never pushed him away. That was always the victory Sam flaunted to whatever stranger that thought they could have his brother. See? De’s only mine.
Every night, he snuggled right up next to Dean. Buried under whatever motel blankets they shared this go around. Sammy would laugh quietly in the dark, a soft little tinkling sound, at Dean’s murmured jokes or soft tickles. They’d whisper so closely their noses touched. Talking about anything and everything. Savoring the quiet moments when the whole world was asleep, except for them.
Dean always cuddled him closely. His strong arms around Sammy like he couldn’t tolerate any space between them. He loved it, burrowing into his big brother’s hold like it was the only place he belonged. Specifically when Dean held his back to his chest and spooned his smaller body. Sam would tuck their bent legs together and hold onto one of Dean’s arms while they slept.
It didn’t matter to Sam when they both got a little bit older and they didn’t have the safety of being young boys anymore. He ignored every weak, feigned protest from Dean.
Sammy was Dean’s.
Dean was Sammy’s.
Hmm depression
im thinking about dean at 21 and his stack of napkins and notes with numbers from strangers and a phone that never rings and the cassettes in his tapedeck and no one who listens and the books he devours but no one wants to talk about books to a face like that and everywhere he goes, people are vying for his attention, but with every passing year all he achieves is a growing sense of loneliness
i just don't think 16 minutes is going to cover it
I believe the lack of sympathy people have for Sam Winchester comes from misogyny
Sam can’t say ‘Sir’ in bed cause it reminds him of their dad so he just calls Dean ‘Daddy’ instead
Dean helping Sam shave after a hunt where he broke his dominant hand. They’re in the motel room proper because it’s too crowded in the bathroom and Deans using a straight razor and it’s about the trust of it all. To let someone hold a sharpened blade to your neck, and knowing they’ll take care of you with it. Both of them are nearly ambidextrous from years of experience compensating for injuries; he doesn’t actually need his help. Dean’s making off color jokes about Sweeny Todd the whole time, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
THE EPIC LOVE STORY OF SAM AND DEAN: supernatural, queer readings, and the romance of incestuous fan fiction by catherine tosenberger.
I love Sam and Dean as a ship for how fucking messy it is
Sam and Dean are in love. They are freakishly codependent. They are each other's literal family. They are soulmates. They are each other's favorite person. They are each other's weaknesses. They are the most important people in each other's lives and never fully gave up on or let go of each other even at their absolute worst. They have physical fights. They are basically attached at the hip. They are unhealthily obsessed with each other. Their dynamic is inherently not safe or sane or remotely normal. They are happiest together and they are happy together for eternity in heaven by the end of the show. They fuck freaky style in the back of the Impala that is somehow, inexplicably also in heaven (the heaven they fully expected to only see each other in because they are actual literal soulmates btw).
Before I considered myself a wincester (or whatever you choose to call it) I still always knew that they were emotionally incestous and acknowledged that even a small bit of wincest is canon because Eric kripke has a fetish and it’s so fucking obvious in all his work
Dean thinks his baby brother’s so pretty. Prettier than any of his girls. He can’t help but take up his space, not that Sammy minds. He never minds.
Sammy wants to taste his big brother so badly. To find out if his kisses are just as intense as his love. He fantasizes that one day Dean will just snatch him by the collar and yank him into a kiss.
Sammy can’t stop himself wanting his big brother. He’s sturdy and gorgeous and entirely devoted to Sam. In a way nobody else ever has been.