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I am going to live in this moment. 'Kay, thnx.

You need three words to spell "team free will", and at least three people on it if you don't want a piece to be missing!! this is Sam.

Also in this series: Dean Castiel (jack: in progress!!)

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#other people's art #sam winchester art #spn fanart #part Christ part cowboy #IT'S IN THE SCRIPT #fantastic work!

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Killdeer, Illinois

August 2023

#inspo

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Same poll, different blog!

#for science #spn polls #ah the ol' mental health crisis vs felony murder debate #which is worse hmmm?

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The poll-runner’s hate-boner for Sam and his fans is very VERY thinly veiled…

How does Sam deserve it the most?? Are they seriously counting Gadreel as Sam, or is their hate boner for Sam just that bad

#SPN polls #Mental health who needs it? #surely not Sam Winchester

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Oh. This is GOOD.

Black Sheep or Sacrificial Lamb

#other people's art #sam winchester art #he is both

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Time for a happy poll!

Seems like it's fashionable *cough* to post shit-stirring polls and then get all butthurt when shit gets stirred. So today? We're posting quite the opposite:

#spn polls #good shtuff

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#As a lapsed Catlick #I had to vote for my religious mysticism groove #gimme all the magic without the god #long live stigmata!Sam

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Whump Sam | Season 12 - Requested by anonymous

#op doing the lord's work #sam whump

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Drives me absolutely homicidal when Sam comes up with the plan to say yes to lucifer and then throw them both in the cage, and everyone is against it not because they don't want Sam to die and spend an unimaginable eternity being tortured in the cage... but because they think he can't do it.

#THIS #yep this

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In the interest of breaking the containment of certain fandom circles, let's see how one this plays out over here...

#spn polls #spn #signal boost

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SUPERNATURAL 1x17 Hell House

- Truce? - Yeah truce. At least for the next 100 miles.

#they're so goddamned CUTE #sam n dean

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but abel was no lamb, he was my brother

#LOOKIT THIS WEE LITTLE BOYKING #or Samifer or yeah #other people's art #sam winchester art

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Oh, I dunno. The drama kid? The one who's fave singer is Celine Dion? Connected deeply with his high school English teacher? Tried desperately to escape his hypermasculine family? Ran off to California, to a liberal university? Felt unclean at an early age because of something deep inside him? Defends and relates to "monster"? THESE codings? Sam "He's Just a Good Ally" Winchester, lol...

#if anyone's queer coded it's Sam #let's be real here #spn polls #but hey when it all shakes out everyone can be queer #i'm cool with that #fandom can be beautiful

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I LOVE THIS SOOOO MUUUUUUCH

We were SO robbed of demons having to go through Sam to vie for Hell, in...season 14, was it? The one with beardy Sam? Yeah, WE WERE ROBBED. But you can write it...? :D

This is such a good prompt. (tbh when sam said there'd be no new king of hell i was hoping that was because it would be him lol but ofc we can never have nice things.

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You used to change bodies like you were changing your shoes; a different pair for each occasion. You've been Matty and Rose and Javid and Min and Carl. You slither inside like a snake into a hole, a rats nest, hungry and ready to swallow whole. You've been Tory and Lewis and YeonJu and Arnold.

You remember their names, not because you care, but because you collect them like shiny pennies. You've had so many different faces. The face you wear now looks younger than this body really is, with round cheeks and doe eyes, mousy hair and small rosebud lips. Maria, what a beautiful name. A saintly name. The name you'll have when you conquer Hell.

The thing you've always been good at is planting seeds. Doubt, anger, fear, denial. You whisper in ears and watch them tumble like dominoes, turning on each other one by one. You've incited riots and torn families apart. A little demon like you, bottom of the barrel, the thing writhing in the mud, no one will notice you until you're standing on top of them, their neck pinned beneath your brand new feet.

And your whispers spread among your kind. Don't you think someone should be in charge? But who? Maybe someone entirely new? Maybe one of us?

"We won't be a mockery anymore," you promise them. "Remember the good old days? Remember when we were really monsters? Remember when we weren't afraid of one man?"

Because that's the problem. One man.

You meet him at an old warehouse out in Texas because he finds you eventually. Of course he does. Sam Winchester is a hunter after all.

"I said there would be no new king of hell," he says. He's holding that knife of his, of Ruby's. You met her once a few hundred years ago, how you'd admired that knife then, imagined picking it from her pocket, but you'd been too scared. You'll pluck it from Sam Winchester's corpse today.

"I don't intend to be king," you say. You want to be so much more.

His knife flashes as his shifts it in his grip. He'll ram it through your heart any second now. But you know how to fight without any weapons, you know how to plant seeds.

"You're really that eager to kill this girl?" you ask. "How many corpses have you made?"

He pauses, and you know you have him. You push harder.

"Once, you could have been rid of me in a second," you say, snapping your fingers. "And no one would have been hurt. Why don't we try that? Give it your best shot?"

You open your arms, waiting. His jaw clenches. Azazel's favourite, the supposed Boyking. You could laugh.

He nods, mouth twisting. "Yeah, I'm not playing this game anymore."

And he grabs you, and you feel the knife slip between your borrowed ribs, stick right into your beating heart, and you gasp a little oh in surprise. He looks you right in the eyes, hold you there, watches you shudder and flicker like a flame going out. There he is, you think, your very last thought. This is the Boyking.

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He buries the girl under a tree. He never got her name, but he carves a cross into the bark to match the golden crucifix around her neck. She mustn't be older than 30, maybe no older than 25.

He tries not to look at her face, shovels dirt over that part first. He never got her name. His phone buzzes, a text from Dean. Bring beer.

Sam pats the ground flat and stands a moment, shovel in hand. A moment of silence. An apology, perhaps. He'll store her face away at the back of his mind, with the others. There are so many of them.

Collateral damage, they tell themselves. The greatest lie they've ever told.

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#sam winchester ficlet #this deserves art... #spn fanworks #thank you lovely!

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Season 1 Sam Winchester is ultimate gender goal! And his slutty carhartt jacket moment STFU!

#lookit this fae little nubbin #all cornstalk tall and shaggy #i love him your honor #other people's art #sam winchester art #spn fanart

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#spn polls #VERY IMPORTANT POLL #sam winchester things