in the spirit of sam and cas doing weird experiments on sams body as their favorite girls night activity i CANNOT stop thinking about sam attempting to deal with his trauma surrounding getting possessed more times than any living human by asking castiel to possess him on purpose. like just lying side by side on sams bed like they do watching netflix and sam says “yes” and castiel possesses him but Doesn’t Do Anything. they just cohabitate inside sams body for a little bit and when sam says “that’s enough” cas immediately returns to his own body. just giving sam back the feeling of control. letting sam say “no, get out” and have it mean something. helping sam feel big enough to fill out his body on his own. It’s Coping
thinking about sam as a kid who was small and bullied and fought back against bigger children who used size to intimidate and harm. and sam as an adult who’s big and makes himself seem nonthreatening in his posture and stance. he rarely ever yells, he speaks gently, he rarely if ever touches women first. in fallen idols he sits beside the upset witness immediately to speak to her softly while dean stands over her. he puts himself on her eye level so he doesn’t look like a threat. growing up and gaining a physical power that was used against you as a small kid who was friends with the bullied. and choosing not to use it unless it’s to protect.
sometimes i feel so samcoded. feeling alienated in one’s experience in life, both with strangers and loved ones. wondering what it means to be good, wondering how to break out of the cycle of abuse and trauma. wondering how to be good. trying so hard to be good, trying so hard to do good, but failing in every way. the feeling of darkness tainting your body and the urge to go for a run, to wake up early, to not loose time, to have control over your life and your body. knowing that though the self never received compassion, you have to be the one to give compassion, to others and to yourself. teaching yourself that others are not necessarily right about you, and what you do shapes who you are. that the actions you do matter.
follow the blood / back to its body / trace the red dirt
with your finger / you’ll find what you’re looking
for / you’ll find someone else / got there first
— brandon melendez, “line/age”
OBSESSED with this scene like Sam is like I have a sense of self. It is in these powers we both share. It isn’t connected to Lucifer. Like Sam, who’s psychic abilities did in some ways link him to Lucifer and who’s sense of identity has been marked by being Lucifer’s vessel, is saying here no, I am not the devil. I am psychic and that doesn’t make me him at all. It just made me who I am. I think this is the least depersonalised Sam has been in years.
in Regarding Dean when Dean talks to himself in the mirror and tries to recall important facts about his life, he doesn’t say like, oh I was born in Kansas, I’m a hunter, I’m 30 something years old, etc. Instead he just starts listing off all the people he loves