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i’m a fat!blurrywife truther ask me anything
this is so real and true im obsessed
thinking about the time the richesters “drove” the impala. i know they showed her such a good time 🥰
regular universe!dean’s just jealous he didn’t get to witness it
oh bob i’ve missed u
oh man idk, this seems like he's gone far beyond the realm of bob. he's transcended to a whole other plane of existence. his dedication to preservation and sustainability has turned him into a person who wants to become one with nature, starting with how he dresses and the color palette of his wardrobe.
so what do we call this look? where does this fall on the rdj spectrum?
this, my friends, is the bobsai.
me watching the bookslutposting and letting inventing a new sam slur inflate my ego
ELPHIE THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE FOR SAM STANS TODAY
now who’s gonna photoshop Sam wearing this?
🌹🌹🌹
“Don’t play coy,” the guy demands, a smirk curling around his mouth, “I wanna know what you are.”
The dull ache sitting underneath Sam’s sternum gets stronger at that. Sam knows it has nothing to do with his powers, nothing to do with the demon blood. That’s all Sam. Certified freak. Barely even human. The thought pings around his head like a screensaver.
Something crackles in the air, hot and electric, but it doesn’t feel like it’s coming from the guy. Sam thinks it’s coming from him. Surprise has Sam inhaling sharply, practically choking on his own spit. He recovers quickly.
“I’m human,” Sam says insistently, “Listen, you can stop this-”
The guy scoffs. “No way in hell.”
He lashes out with a hand adorned in dark, jagged fingernails. Sam dodges back from the strike, the restless humming in the air barely even faltering before it’s building, it’s rising, that’s Sam doing this, holy shit.
send a 🌹, get a fragment of a wip!
ON AO3
that cannibalism fic..............literally the first fic i have ever read that has started to come close to the level of disturbing achieved by chuck palahniuk’s guts (don’t look it up, it gives you permanent immunity to everything cause nothing will ever be as bad ever again but it’s Not Worth It). anyway the fic was horrifying and exquisite thank u
now i'm gonna have to look it up!! and yeah Lise does that to you <3
some other of my personal faves:
Those Who Walk In Darkness (Sam dies without anyone ever realizing that his soul is still in Hell)
Who's Afraid of the Sun? (Dean had been a torturer for ten years. Sam had been the tortured for one-hundred-eighty. Maybe those roles never changed)
Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence (wincest) (Sam's back. He's in one piece. That's the problem)
I Came O'er the Sleeping Sea (Sam, Rising)
penny saying “you will always be famous” you will always be famous
this ask will always be famous