fluffy/slightly angsty sam headcannons 𖦹⭒°｡⋆.
♯┆why wait for the best, when i could have you? .ᐟ
(dividers by @sweetestpeacreates)
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hes oddly particular about sharing earbuds with anybody. he wants to listen to music with them but he doesnt wanna swap earwax
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he finds the rain to be nice, but the thunder brings back memories.
memories from when him and dean were little, huddled up on a twin motel bed, under the covers with john's flashlight while dean told sam stories to take his little brother's mind off of the thunder
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he has a record player and a few records. takes care of them like its a religious practice.
hes always wanted to paint, and when people ask why he doesn't, he just tells them that he doesn't think he'd be very good at it. but he's really scared of what'll come out of him if he does
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he is very used to shrinking himself. ducking under doorways, learning how to sit to make himself look as unintimidating as possible, etc
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he understands the aspect of a girl wanting a man bigger and stronger than her, but its confusing to him, because he's never found appeal in his size for wildly different reasons
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he approaches anything and everything like he's approaching a bunny on a highway. even when said situation doesn't call for it
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he has a little heating pad for sore muscles (cause surprise surprise, being thrown at full speed into a wall every week isn't easy on his back) and sometimes he takes his shirt off and puts it on his lower back while he naps on his stomach
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he still has his old ipod in a shoebox under his bed (with all of his other keepsakes) because it has the playlist that him and jess made.
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he can do without, but he falls asleep better if he's hugging a nice, thick pillow. he'll lock his arms around it, and bury his face into it like it's the crook of someones shoulder
