#poor sam

[drulalovescas]

that's it. that's the whole show

AND BONUS

#I'M LOOKING AT THESE SS AND CAN'T STOP LAUGHING #poor sam #and $46 million for psychological damages #destiel #supernatural #spn 4x7 #spn 8x22 #spn 12x10 #spn 14x20

[sunglassesmish]

12x07 / 12x10

#my gifs #spn #spnedit #spn 12x07 #spn 12x10 #destiel #poor sam

[valeron99]

Through the time.

#Destiel #DEANCAS #cas and dean #dean and cas #dean winchester #dean #castiel #cas #poor sam #retrospection #happy ending #retired dean #Retired Castiel #Sam Winchester #third wheel #but he loves them #truly #castiel loves dean winchester #dean loves cas #SPN #SPN Art #supernatural

[honeeybuunny]

dean: *playing with knives in his room*

cas: dean i think it’s time we talk about me being a top today—

dean: *is so surprised with how silently cas walked in, he looses concentration and drops the knife”

cas: *catches it right before it could harm dean’s other wrist*

dean: man—i can trust you with my life, with my body, with my soul - what a dumb question is that? of course, we can do that. and we should do it now cause the way you grabbed that knife, i wish it was my di—

sam: nEVER MIND ME. IM JUST PASSING THROUGH THE CORRIDOR TO MY ROOM. IVE GOT NO EARS— NO EARS TO BE ABLE TO HEAR THAT PART. UGH YOU GUYS really wtf

#dean loves his toys and his boyfriend #destiel drabble #destiel headcanon #destiel #dean winchester #castiel #sam winchester #poor sam #deancas #spn #spnfandom #spnfamily #supernatural

[newbie-woso]

“Make a little gap for Sammy”

I’m crying

#poor Sam #woso #Chelsea wfc #Sam Kerr #Millie bright #Erin cuthbert #guro reiten #Chelsea #Barcelona vs Chelsea 4/24

[indubioprocoffee]

“You can take it, Dean.”

“I don’t know, Cas. I …” He couldn’t finish the sentence; his whole body was trembling.

“Come on, Dean. Just stretch a little more for me,” Cas demanded.

Dean could feel his hot breath against his sweaty skin, sending shivers down his spine. “Human bodies aren’t supposed to bend like this, Cas,” he panted.

“There you go,” Cas sighed pleased, as Dean’s hand finally hit the right spot. “I knew you could do it.”

“Yeah, ‘sppose you did.” Dean could barely move an inch by now, pinned down by Cas; his whole body was aching. “But I don’t know how much longer I can hold on, man. We are pushing my limit here.”

“Let me just … I’m almost there,” Cas muttered, as he tried to reach the blue circle with his foot.

“Cas … I’m …” Dean tried to warn, but it was too late. His body gave in, he slumped down to the floor pulling Cas with him.

“Damn it, Dean. We were so close.”

“Hey, guys.” Sam entered the room with his laptop an a beer. Surprised they both looked up; Dean blushing as if caught in the act itself. “Playing Twister again?” Sam mocked with a knowing grin.

“Shut up,” Dean grumbled, trying to entangle their legs.

#we should play twister #poor sam #supernatural #destiel #dean winchester #castiel #spn #ficlet #destiel ficlet #fic

[kysok-lyni]

mnom

#metal gear rising #mgr #raiden mgr #jetstream sam #mgr art #poor sam #give me your pizza

[werepires]

trick or treat! 🎃🫶

You got Jackolantern Cas!

#werepires trick or treat #answered asks #domesticatedangel #no one has spun in regular Sam yet he’s the only one left #poor Sam

[thisisapaige]

for suptober22 day 10: enchanted

The bunker appeared massive from Dean's vantage point. The library table he stood upon was a vast prairie of finished wood. The lights overhead felt like a thousand blazing suns. The two faces staring down at him belonged to giants. Sam was always huge, but now he was King Kong-sized. Cas really was the size of the Chrysler Building. 

"What happened to him?" Cas's voice rumbled from far above, vibrating the table. 

Dean slid across the surface. Sam reached down and stopped Dean's movement with a hand the size of a turkey meant to feed a family of twelve. 

"He touched an enchanted object while we were cleaning the storage room," Sam said. He walked out of view, his footsteps echoing thunder. He returned with the object in question, a sparking green jewel wrapped in a plaid hand towel, and showed it to Cas. "I told him to be careful."

Dean would have protested, pulled a face, punched him, or something. But that Dean couldn't. Dean couldn't do much of anything. He had a featureless face save for his green button eyes, an oval body, and four rounded limbs in the approximation of legs and arms protruding from it. 

He was a crochet doll. Not even a good one.

Causing a crash and an earthquake, Cas crouched to be at eye-level with Dean. Cas's face was huge, blue eyes the size of oceans, the stubble across his cheeks a forest, and the nails on the end of his fingers resting on the table shining pools of holy light. Dean figured most people would look horrible at this angle, but Cas appeared divine, good. Dean felt like he'd snatched a small, privileged glimpse of the true form hidden under Cas's vessel. It must be beautiful.

On the other hand, Sam wasn't fairing so well from Dean's perspective. He could see right up Sam's nose. Oh, Dean was handing him the trimmer the second he had usable hands.

Cas cupped a hand around Dean's new body, his touch warm, gentle, and tingling with grace. "I can feel his presence. He is alive. Just..." 

"A half-finished amigurumi doll?" Sam sighed. The resulting wind would have launched Dean over the table's edge if Cas hadn't been holding him steady. "How do we fix him?"

Cas held his free hand out to Sam. "May I see that gem?"

Sam carefully placed the object in Cas's hand, the towel covering every piece of exposed skin. Cas stared at it, at the swirling green light in the centre, his brow wrinkling in concentration. He concentrated for so long, Dean wondered if the gem could make time stop, too. He would have that kind of luck. 

"Sam," Cas said, "please stand back."

The resulting booms indicated that Sam followed the command, then Dean's world tipped sideways. Everything blurred as he moved. Dean couldn't shut his plastic eyes to stave off the motion sickness. His yarn stomach lurched and churned, if that were possible, as he ascended up, up, up.

Finally, it stopped, and Dean realized he was safely cupped in Cas's palm. It was kind of nice if he ignored the circumstances. It was similar to lounging in a hammock, if the hammock was made out of fleshy appendages. 

Okay, Dean made it weird.

Ringing filled the room, then bright blue light blotted out everything. The blue became mixed with green, and Dean unravelled.  

Literally. 

While it didn't hurt, it was a strange sensation, like how he imagined a ferret flattening its body to shove itself through the gap in the bottom of a closed door felt. It began with his leg, the yarn stretching and spinning until it was the size of a human's, one at a time. His arms suffered the same treatment until his cotton parts turned into skin, muscle, and bone. The transformation ended when Dean's eyes formed, pushing the two buttons out until they clacked against the floor.

The light faded and the noise ceased. Cas dropped the gem, which skidded under the table, dull, dark, and lifeless. 

Dean's ears rang. His swallowed, his throat dry. Dean's limbs, Dean's human limbs, swung in the air. He blinked over and over again to clear his vision.

Holy shit, Cas held him in his arms, one hand at his back and the other at his knees. Dean didn't try to free himself, didn't want to. Instead, he rested his head against Cas's broad muscled chest. He felt Cas's eyes on him and looked up to meet them, smiling shyly. Dean could swim in that ocean.

"Hey, Cas," Dean said. "Thanks for the rescue." 

Cas tipped his head. "Of course, Dean."

Sam loudly cleared his throat from behind them. Dean and Cas paid him no mind.

#suptober22 #destiel #deancas #destiel fic #spncreatorsdaily #feathersforcas #deancaskiss #mild #body horror cw #poor sam #team free will #enjoy! #writing paige

[helenvader]

The Patrician being The Ultimate Troll(TM).

--

The crowds moved aside as Lord Vetinari walked along the quay, with Nobby and Colon behind him. At least, if it wasn’t Sergeant Colon it was a very strangely deformed camel.

‘I think I caught quite a lot of that, commander,’ said Lord Vetinari. ‘Please do your duty.’

‘All you’ve got to do is to go to the palace, sir. Let’s—’

‘You’re not going to handcuff me?’

Vimes’s mouth dropped open. ‘Why should I do that?’

‘Treason is very nearly the ultimate crime, Sir Samuel. I think I should demand handcuffs.’

‘All right, if you insist.’ Vimes nodded at Dorfl. ‘Cuff him, then.’

‘You haven’t any shackles, by any chance?’ said Lord Vetinari, as Dorfl produced a pair of handcuffs. ‘We may as well do this thing properly—’

‘No. We don’t have any shackles.’

‘I was only trying to help, Sir Samuel. Shall we be going?’

The crowd weren’t jeering. That was almost frightening. They were just waiting, like an audience watching to see how the trick was going to be done. They parted again as the Patrician headed towards the centre of the city. He stopped and turned.

‘What was the other thing … oh yes, I don’t have to be dragged on a hurdle, do I?’

‘Only if you’re actually executed, my lord,’ said Carrot, cheerfully. ‘Traditionally, traitors are dragged to their place of execution on a hurdle. And then you’re hung, drawn and quartered.’ Carrot looked embarrassed. ‘I know about the hanging and quartering but I’m not sure how you’re drawn, sir.’

‘Are you any good with a pencil, captain?’ said Lord Vetinari innocently. ‘

No, he’s not!’ said Vimes.

‘Do you actually have a hurdle?’

‘No!’ snapped Vimes.

‘Oh? Well, I believe there’s a sports equipment shop in Sheer Street. Just in case, Sir Samuel.’

--

The Rats Chamber was crowded. Guild leaders were entitled to be there, but there were plenty of other people who considered they had a right to be in at the death too. There were even some of the senior wizards. Everyone wanted to be able to say to their grandchildren ‘I was there.’

‘I feel certain I ought to be wearing more chains,’ said Vetinari, as they paused in the doorway and looked at the assembled crowd.

‘Are you taking this seriously, sir?’ said Vimes.

‘Incredibly seriously, commander, I assure you. But if by some chance I survive, I authorize you to buy some shackles. We must learn to do this sort of thing properly.’

‘I shall keep them handy, I assure you.’

‘Good.’

The Patrician nodded at Lord Rust, who was flanked by Mr Boggis and Lord Downey.

‘Good morning,’ he said. ‘Can we make this quick? It’s going to be a busy day.’

--

Someone nudged him.

‘’s us, sir,’ said Nobby. ‘They said they didn’t have any hurdles but they do a ping-pong table for ten dollars. There’s a small trampoline we could drag him on but sarge thinks that’d be a bit ridiculous.’

#one of my favourite scenes for sure #discworld #pratchet quotes #jingo #havelock vetinari #being havelock vetinari #poor sam #🤣🤣🤣

[adharafirenze]

Sam is such a mood-

#the lost boys #lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #sam emerson #poor Sam

[themegalosaurus]

“I remember thinking, I could never go on a quest like that. Because I'm not clean. I mean, I was just a little kid. But you think maybe I knew? I mean, deep down, that I had demon blood in me, and about the evil of it, and that I’m - wasn't pure?” (8x21)

Bonus:

#sam winchester #sam love club #bittersamgirlclub #my gifs #my stuff #this is a classic me gifset ahahaha #gif meta #poor sam #this was insp by someone posting a gifset of that scene from 5x03 that i included as bonus #the language of it #sam's always being violated but then blamed for his own violation #gross #um #noncon cw #just noncon vibes #but isn't that the story of sam's life

[shallowseeker]

There's something about how Mary, Dean, Cas, and Jack are all associated with certain food choices and manners of eating.

Jack loves Sam, but that boy does NOT share the same food palette as him. Jack's a little burger guy, okay? He also looooves sugary snacks, like cookie cereal. Cas is a PB&J and pork rinds dude. Dean is a burger maniac. Mary is a bacon fiend.

////

I mean, you just KNOW Jack must be relieved when Dean does the food... Jack SNEAKS sugary cereals in the middle of the night.

(Above) Dean bringing Jack a HUGE sandwich in 14x07

I'm reminded too of the 15x14 script, where Dean appears in a little Chef's apron, making "burgers!" and (in the script) asks if Jack has come out of his room yet.

#tfw funnies #sam + odd man out #jack & sam & dean *& cas & mary #tfw + food #poor sam #WHO will share his love of healthy scrumptious meals?! #tfw idiosyncracies #cas + pb&j #cas + pork rinds #dean + burgers #cas + white castle #cas + hamburglar #mary + bacon #shallowseeker thoughts

[vaxildanthechampion]

It’s shaving cream!

+ Bonus (Taliesin, Liam and Laura loving their life)

#critical role #THIS MOMENT THOUGH #it was sooooooo funny #c3ep26 #poor sam #sam riegel #ashley johnson #travis willingham #erika ishii #marisha ray #laura bailey #liam o'brien #taliesin jaffe #bell's hells #critical role gifs #critical role cast

[abeltownshipslittlebitch]

Five: Get framed for terrorism. You’ll find out who your real friends are, I promise you that.

Sam: I just feel like there are steps you could probably take before this one-

#poor Sam #how stressed this man must be to be in love with the person who always takes things to the extreme #zombies run #zr #incorrect zr quotes #runner five #runners five #incorrect zombies run quotes #sam yao #samyao #5am

[korrolrezni]

Jesus F. Christ.

Of course she pulls the, "Oh btw your mum was immune, you killed her" shit on Sam.

#zombies run #zombies run spoilers #zombies run s4 #zombies run s4 spoilers #zrs4 spoilers #zrs4 #Veronica my god you #you need to get away from her kid #Poor Sam #it was one of the first things that came to my mind when he was found out to be immune #and baby Sara to carry that immunity within her #but we don't talk about it!!