Smoke-grinding, brought to you by too much caffeine and the subsequent insomnia...
Gross, I thought I was past SPN's stranglehold. ALAS, I AM NOT! As seen elsewhere in the tumblr'verse, apparently soulless "lying creep" Sam is just an extension of his actual character (affectionate).
Soulless Sam said with his whole, considerable chest: "And thus I clothe my naked villany With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ, And seem a saint, when most I play the devil." I'm sure there's meta out there somewhere ... Sam paralleled with Richard III. Royalty (The Boyking) who is actually, in truth, manipulative and villainous to the core. (Which, hey, isn't most royalty?) I'm having SPN war flashbacks to when the show was on air and being a Sam!girlie was truly playing fandom life on hard mode. We couldn't catch a break, between shippers, stans, and the show itself. It kinda sucked. (Many of my Samward-leaning fandom buds dropped the show at S8. Gee, I wonder why.) I should be given a goddamned medal for staying in it. I DEMAND ASS PATS. Jump ahead to now. Past is prologue. Seems there are some Sammies who've swung back hard in the other direction, to protect Sammy at all cost? Poor little persecuted, abused lamb. Everybody's long-suffering punching bag, bodily autonomy be damned. And then, I'm reminded in copious detail, that nope, he's not. He's a grown-ass fictional adult, fully capable of defending himself ... if he really wanted to. He's, in turn, unappreciative but jealous, and often casually cruel when he's not using the "puppydog eyes" to assert his will. Sam is both abused and abuser, as a son of John Winchester, just not in the same ways as Dean. Sam had it so much easier, with the passive neglect. He was sheltered, given as close to a normal childhood as a motherless, lonely child could have. And this apparently made him smart but self-absorbed. How am I doing? Good? Okie-dokey, glad we sorted that out! I had a little bit of a ridiculous SPN fandom epiphany in this, the year of our lord Chappell Roan, 2025. Why am I trying to protect the virtue of my blorbo Sam Winchester? Or give two brown, hot, steaming shits what other fans think of Sam fans? After all this time, whyyyyy? Nope. We done. To get all fancy and wrap it back around to Richard III: "...therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days." Or something like that. Happy New Year.

















