brightsided

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1st post to say hello for nobody

Jay, 18+, DM me to talk about chubby Dean Winchester or whareva )

NSFW + prbbl SPN only acc to shitpost n share stuff that I like

ATTENTION

My english is BAD. Like. terrible, so don't judge me, I'm too lazy for google translate most of the time 🪦 I use that one brain cell that is not immersed in the generation of obviously bad plots with weight gain .

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I spent six hours writing a fanfic and two hours making it normal before publishing it. I pressed the Post button, and everything broke down for a few minutes. Fucking SCARY. Is this the beginning of the ao3 curse?

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Recently fell into a trap of apathy and creative crisis, but now feel extremely ready to do something 👏👏👏👏👏 wow

Shoot me your feedism etc. ideas about Sam-Dean-Cas-Gabe quartet (any ships with them), and I'll try to make it with artwork/short fic .

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Ok. I LOVE feedism tropes — they're makes me feel understood among the little weird community. But I have a serious question about one of the tropes, which is very often appears in fics I read. Can weight gain really affect the sensitivity of areas of the body? Like, bigger chest = stronger body responses. If ts real, then I wonder if it is due to the awareness of the extra weight on the chest or because of the quality of the touch (a layer of padding makes you feel more)?

I've been skinny all my life, but I want to gain weight just to answer my own question lol .

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Dean wears only low rise jeans, cause it's cool. And maybe cause "you never know if you're going to overeat today". If he overeats, jeans do not put so much pressure on the stuffed belly, and if he gains weight, he can extend the wearing period of his current pair just lowering the waistband lower . Even lower.

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Made this about me and my partner (the werewolf. Not real, on a pic I mean)

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My sweet post-canon Dean. He is 42, and 43, and 45, suddenly. And more. And he is still alive — It has a fine line between insanity, punishment, and great gift. Dean isn't sure who to thank (and who to fuck off, first of all)

Without a sense of constantly looming danger, this is a little unusual, but he keeps his fight. And, if we talk about the happy part, not that one where he spends most of the time in dissociation and anxiety, he gains weight. Because therapy requires sacrifice (especially if you were almost stabbed to death in a barn a few months ago, Dean. Do you know that getting fat is not prohibited by law? I know, I studied to be a lawyer. Live your American dream of a perfect wife from the fifties. And take your damn pills. Well, Sam is usually a little less harsh, but, you know, caring sometimes shows its teeth).

Dean doesn't know why this brings him to tears. Maybe this is a new life after death, and he has become a teenage girl. But actually, it's much deeper than his waist, thighs and ass.

He is chronically, painfully useless. He's no longer a hunter, he's no longer a Winchester, he's Dean. A Shell that collects fragments of something long broken inside itself, like a Frankenstein monster sewing itself together piece by piece. Melodramatic? A little bit. Sue him, he has a lawyer.

Dean takes pills, cooks, cleans, cries and sleeps. For Sammy, for his dammed psychiatrist and psychologist, for little Dean, who has always dreamed of being big enough to cover Sam with his body.

Getting fat is just... not in his character, because now he is more alive than ever. And this is not Chuck's plot, not a war between Heaven and Hell, it's a life, where the Shell takes shape. Dean realizes that he still has years of therapy before a "normal" life, but if "normal" life exists at all — or if he finally finds a Normal Life For Himself — he's ready to rack up another extra fifty pounds.

He eats, cries more (seriously, when is it over, he should have lost weight after all the tears he shed), cleans up more. He can cover Sammy with his body (probably?). He can take pills and look at himself in the mirror with almost no hostility.

Perhaps at night, before going to bed, he examines his body, confuses stretch marks and scars on the lower part of his belly, touching the softness around the navel. Being soft is strange (especially in the chest area, okay? A midlife crisis doesn't have to mean suddenly grown titties, there's nothing sexy about it. Though... oh stop wait forget it). Still not in his character. Sharp and sick character named Dean Winchester. But maybe Teenage Girl American Ideal Wifey Dean Who Cooks Eats Takes Pills For His Fucking Sammy And His Fucking Therapists And His Fucking Future deserves all the pounds he has gained. Who knows. As usual, this is too melodramatic. Sue him.

He has a lawyer.

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Posting on the internet after 5 years of silence just feels like I think..,.,., what? Lol, don't you think that....,,,.... what( maybe I need to draw. ẃ̷̹̖̣̊̿̄̔͋̏͆̀́͠h̷̡̘̹͎̋å̴̯̘̫̪͈͓̯̤̉̒̚͝ţ̴̧̟̦̦̱͚̥̤̦̼̓ . I need to. wha t

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I have strong feelings for him, but I don't know yet, rather pitiful, or sexual .

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I. I really love that headcanon where Dean has a fast metabolism, which is still +- good even at his fourty, and Sam... Sam's case is completely opposite. He gets fat rapidly if he doesn't eat his salads and doesn't do like a hundred pushups a day. In general, I think he has a certain percentage of fat that his body constantly strives for, and if he reaches it, the weight stays in place. But something in Sam refuses to admit it — maybe he thinks it's unmanly (naturally to have a tendency to accumulate fat, like a woman). Maybe he's just stubborn .

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I'm too deep into. Him. Whatever that means .

Quick art w my soft man. Ignore the shitty rendering 😌