its 2016, why am i seeing posts in sam’s tag about sam helping the other avengers (tony in this case??????) with their PTSD when it’s clear as day that sam is struggling with HIS OWN and has his OWN ISSUES to think about let alone someone as irrelevant to him as tony, goodbye
okay but wincest/brothers fandom can we pls just take a moment to appreciate the canon fact that sam actually kept the samulet. this has been one of the biggest, mutual headcanons across the fandom and now it’s fucking canon. sam kept the samulet
So as of yesterday you guys, I am now officially seeing someone ^-^
His name is Sam and he’s been one of my friends at school ever since freshman year, and we had a class together our junior year, and basically he’s kind and funny and sweet and so very respectful and polite and overall I’m just ridiculously happy about this and I wanted to share it with all of you ❤
When they’d gone, Lady Sybil sat for a while staring at her hands.
(…) In many ways, she told herself, she was very lucky. She was very proud of Sam. He worked hard for a lot of people. He cared about people who weren’t important. He always had far more to cope with than was good for him. He was the most civilized man she’d ever met. Not a gentleman, thank goodness, but a gentle man.
She never really knew what it was he did. (…) He tended to drop his clothes into the laundry basket before he eventually came to bed, so she’d only hear later from the laundry girl about the bloodstains and the mud.
(…) There was a Sam Vimes she knew, who went out and came home again, and out there was another Sam Vimes who hardly belonged to her and lived in the same world as all those men with the dreadful names…
Sybil Ramkin had been brought up to be thrifty, thoughtful, genteel in an outdoor sort of way, and to think kindly of people.
She looked at the pictures again, in the silence of the house.
Then she blew her nose loudly and went off to do the packing and other sensible things.
Summary: Well the title kinda says it all but you’ll all find out soon enough ;) I just really want to thank the lovely jensennjared for helping me out when I got stuck!!! You’re the best darling!!! :*
As much as you loved him, the angel struggled with subtlety. He never said a word out of place, that was true, but his actions weren’t as easy to brush off. He stuttered on his words a little, but Dean and Sam didn’t seem to notice that as much. His most obvious trait was how he watched at you intently as much as he could when you were around the Winchesters. It wasn’t always jealousy, he just didn’t seem to know quite what to do with himself. You would look up and catch his crystal clear eyes and offer him an encouraging smile. Dean may make a joke or two, he seemed to notice Cas liked you but he never expected you to like the angel back. You liked that no one knew (or had any idea) what you and Cas were like away from prying eyes.
Keeping your relationship with Dean quiet was near impossible. He intentionally loved to be cheeky and didn’t see the problem with a footsie game under a table or tickling you when he thought no one was looking. He would simply look pull an innocent face whilst you attempted to glare at him (which usually ended in you biting your lip to stop your smirk.) He would pull you aside when the others were distracted and sneak in a quick kiss before you’d carry on as if nothing happened. You thought you’d been caught once by Sam, who had heard a particularly flirtatious banter the pair of you had been in the middle of. He had shaken his head, laughing and said that you acted like a pair of teenagers. Dean simply shook it off with a sarcastic comment and winked at you when Sam had his back turned.
Sam didn’t want to make life more difficult than it already was, he agreed that the others wouldn’t react well at the moment but that didn’t stop him entirely when around them. His favoured way was sending you a text or email when he was “doing research”, you would send back a reply as soon as possible, usually also under the guise of “research”. Sam would just give you knowing smiles and winks. When he could get away with it, he would try to be at least a little in contact with you. A hand on the small of your back or his knee just brushing yours when you sat down. He would fight with himself to not get protective when a suggestive comment from Dean or a random stranger would come your way, you’d give him a subtle head shake, but you knew he’d always hold you all the closer for it next time you were alone.
(Shhh, yes I know I said today would be a cas drabble, which it kinda is, but I had less time than planned, so this happened instead!)
Soooo.. Yeh, only five more days until Halloween! What better way is there to celebrate that (way to early), then drawing @therealjacksepticeye and @markiplier on a pumpkin with Sammy and Tiny Box Tim!? :D
Let’s see if ya can guess my choice of costumes for the dream team? xD