#sammy vent

[bendyandsammycoexist]

I'm going to lose my shit I swear to fucking Bendy. These fuckers are so dimwitted its astonishing they made it this far.

[tohjwcc]

Omg I miss Brooklynn 😭😭 It just hit me out of literally nowhere! I often forget how good of a character and friend she is. She's so supportive, and kind and cool and she has heck of a big heart when she decides to show it.

I just love her so much, and it just hit me suddenly just HOW MUCH I love her 😭

[villetela]

[msflorbelle]

Hello!, this is a kind of vent, its nothing bad really.. (Bendy and the ink machine thing)

WHAT IS THE NEW SAMMY DESIGN?$?@¡$¿#£¿

I mean, i know he would be like that bc "Oh boy!, im working on Joey Drew studios :(...", Just imagine being him, knowing probably he doesn't take to much care abt himself, i understand why he looks like that, BUT I JUST DONT LIKE THE DESIGN THEY GAVE TO HIM ;__;.

I just hope they gave some good actor to him in the movie..For the love of god...

[haredjarris]

saw some pictures of Jake and having deranged thoughts both horny and disordered at the same time, i am a library of confusion

[last-knight-who-was]

Ok, real talk for a moment.

Who the fuck decided making bots talk like this was a good idea?

No human does this. No one uses emojis like this. I'm not even sure what emotion is being conveyed here, but all these messages do is evoke a sort of primal hatred in my heart.

[la-princessaa]

Not to be negative Nancy out here on this absolutely gorgeous Tuesday morning, but, I am tired. And it may just be that I'm a big baby (entirely an option) but man. See, I never used to mind it (until I started processing some things, then it got sketch and dice), or, rather, I suppose it just didn't affect me as much. I didn't like it, I wished it wouldn't happen because that's fucking weird, but it didn't cause the distress it does now. The rise of porn bots, onlyfans, and just the general increase of sexualized imagery targeted at, well, anyone who uses the internet. Very specifically in spaces that are not for it.

Twitter pushes porn posts if you've made a new account and haven't followed anyone. Tumblr still has that tagging problem with the bots. And I can't even really block anything anywhere because it's become custom to try and make sure people see it and do whatever with it. I've seen and heard of people with onlyfans messaging people on forums for people with porn addictions that are trying to quit so they stop ruining their lives and relationships. That's mega fucked. I'm all for people doing what they want in the spaces for it. This isn't about that at all. This is about it being pushed, and thrown into, honestly, my face, when I'm just trying to look at my hobbies on Tumblr because I cannot go on any other site without being triggered.

I haven't fully learned to cope with my disorder, which is something I'm working on. Seeing an image of a woman that I feel I need to look like to be loved and desired will set me back weeks. Porn is fantastic for this. It's terrible that it's everywhere. Yeah, some of this is on me, but again, in spaces that are not for advertising or showing off pornography, is where I go. I don't go into a pornographic tag and go "oh there's porn here and now I can't function". I go into the b/jd tag to look at dolls because I love dolls, and then I see porn bots and now I can't function. And it is exhausting. And I can't even block the tags or anything because they are random. Just to make sure it's seen. Tumblr is the only social media I've limited myself to because of this but it still happens. It just sucks.

[steppinonyouu]

ugh im so indecisive

TW : (please block n not report)

I can never decide. I will little stress about what i should do instead of actually doing it :(

like i don’t know wether to manifest weight loss or to continue ⭐️-ving myself, or do both orrrr reality shift

[lawrence-songs]

An anon, meaning well: how does interacting with bendykins feel?

Me, attempting to restrain myself to the best of my ability: ahem. I mean. It's wonderful.

[skeletal-sam]

i wanna be his boy/girlfriend but like I don't wanna break up with him if I become it ☹️

[ghcstcd]

Downsides of not being able to sleep: Isolation. The world is so quiet, and I'm alone.

Upsides: I can hear the ocean hum outside my window :)

[demenior]

i'm sorry, SAMNADO??? all i can think of is a sharknado but it is full of sams

Check my list of current wips here and send me a title and I’ll post a bit or share some details about it.

You're not that far off lmao. Sam's on a mission, blowing into town and on the hunt for some answers.

(everyone in this scene is from season 8)

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Sam’s not going to get anywhere if Stan is going to be difficult. The humidity covers the brief drop in temperature as Sam sends out a little point of energy from his demonic garden. For old times’ sake, he reforms it into the shape of a snake.

Easy enough to slither under Stan’s defenses, and find an opening that Sam can push into. Sam waits, lets his energy cut into Stan’s aura enough to burrow in like an infection, before he asks.

“So why Bandera?”

Easy enough now, to open the cut and push the hostility back, to let Stan’s love for Amelia bleed through. It overcomes his wariness and makes him drop his guard. If there’s one thing Sam’s learned, magic or not, it’s always easiest to manipulate someone when they’re friendly with you. 

[paragraphs cuts for length]

“The last time you talked— did she sound… off?” Sam asks.

“Did she sound like she was about to disappear?” Stan clarifies. His shoulders come up like he’s ready for a fight. The barbed wire in his soul starts coiling up again.

“I want to help,” Sam insists, “I don’t believe in coincidence, but there has to be a reason I’m here now. The police aren’t helping, so let me help find her.”

“She has a husband,” Stan reminds him, tone as heavy as a door being closed.

“She’s missing,” Sam stresses, and he needs a push of legitimacy so he adds, “my brother’s— Cas, he, uh, he’s a journalist. He’s good at finding people. And putting shit together. We can help.”

Stan must be at the end of his rope, because he stops fighting. He drops his shoulders. His barbed wire aura grows slack again. Sam’s infection can keep spreading, searching for the right hold to give Sam enough persuasion over Stan.

“They live in town?” Sam pushes.

Stan shakes his head, “No, no. A little out— closer to the falls. I can, I can take you there in the morning. I’ve been staying at the motel, for the wifi. And so she can call me, you know, when…”

Sam nods along, “Yeah. Okay. And you don’t— do you think she left? Or…”

The paper cup crumples in Stan’s hands. Old coffee spills over onto the table, “I don’t know,” he confesses, “I don’t know where my daughter is, or if something awful has happened. Don’s with her, and I have to hope for the best. Cause I don’t— I don’t know what to do if…”

“We’re gonna find her,” Sam promises, “now, can I grab her address? For Cas. I’ll get him to start doing some research on the area, to see if anything comes up, okay?”

Stan is hesitant— guys like him like keeping their information close. Sam gives him a small nudge, just a gentle click of his tongue, one note, to help push him. His infection, the invasive species, slithers deeper into Stan’s aura. It’s not elegant, but it will work. Sam’s got a hold on him.

“Of course,” Stan agrees, “whatever you need.”

Dean and Cas join them with fresh coffees for everyone, and food. They’ve been eating buc-ees jerky and trail mix for hours, so a warm veggie burger is the best thing Sam’s eaten all day. Dean doles out the food and drinks while Sam catches them up with the conversation and Cas’ new career as a journalist.

Cas immediately crawls out of his body to inspect Sam’s work. He’s always curious about Sam’s powers— Sam weaves and sings like a maniac, as Cas has described, but it’s because he’s a human with grace who leaned angel singing from a demon. So far Sam thinks he’s doing okay.

“A journalist?” Dean repeats, and glares at Sam before putting on his charming smile, “yeah, yeah. Cas is a total nerd. Loves getting into the details of stuff. I always thought he should be like, a detective, for how nosy he is. If there’s anything weird, Cas will find out. Isn’t that right, Cas? Cas?”

Cas is too absorbed in Sam’s spell, and forgets to animate his vessel. Sam spins his energy into a snake head, to leap out of Stan’s aura and snap at him.

The vessel blinks in surprise. The head moves, but Cas doesn’t move any of the limbs. It’s kinda funny how he thinks he can pass as a person.

“Sorry. I am… tired,” Cas lies.

Outside of the vessel, Sam sees Cas’ form spin like a funnel cloud. He’s not happy about the jump scare.

“Tired, but you’re used to running on coffee,” Dean leads.

“Of course,” Cas agrees, “I love coffee.”

He takes a sip and immediately grimaces. Cas shoots Dean a betrayed look.

“No! Don’t spit it out!” Dean orders. Cas swallows like he's drinking battery acid.

“There’s no love in this,” Cas whines.

Dean rolls his eyes, but takes Cas’ coffee from him, “Yeah, yeah. Cream and sugar, coming up.”

At Stan’s incredulous look, Cas calmly explains, “Most food is only palatable if Dean adds some love to it.”

“Anything else you can tell us?” Sam prompts Stan, “did Amelia mention anything about neighbors? Coworkers? Any new friends or people she didn’t like?”

Sam twists his snake, pushing deeper into Stan. He’s so close to getting him to unlock. Stan takes a second to talk, blinking slowly and staring into space.

“Well, uh, like I said earlier, the house is far… remote. Neighbors are pretty far…” Stan trails off.

Cas’ funnel cloud spins closer to ruffle Sam’s hair with a low bass tone, just a warning bite, that makes Sam’s foot cramp and his demonic garden shrink back into his skin. His hold on his infection slips, and Cas yanks it out like he’s sucking up instant noodles. Sam glares at Cas’ vessel, only to find Cas is glaring back at him. Sam must have done something wrong.

Stan gives his head a small shake.

“Did you just get into town?” Stan wonders, sounding more awake.

[ultimatehope213]

This is a Vent post. Probably just something weird and isn’t anything.

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So for some reason. Tik Tok people is fine with you know, sharing stories about doing 🔞 things with their favorite characters. And yet the one time. The one time I call Foul Legacy Childe “Pretty boy” after getting my ass beat by him, I get hate. Can someone explain to me why? Cause I seriously don’t understand. What is wrong with me calling him Pretty Boy, when I think he’s, well, pretty. Can I not like Foul Legacy Childe, and call him pretty boy in my really shifting experience? And now I got a comment saying this:

LIKE OH, IM SORRY, AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE THE TIME OF BEING 🛤️ED BY HIM ONLINE?? (Didn’t happen istg) OR AM I SOMEHOW MORE NORMAL?? EVEN THOUGH IM AUTISTIC AND SUPPOSED TO BE WEIRD? LIKE WTAF—

I’m pissed, and I think I have a right to be upset, with all the side eyes, and blank stares, and death stares, and comments like these. And honestly I don’t know what to do.

[orcelito]

Lately, I've been learning to not take things for granted. I've been taking videos of my cats a bit more. Got a video today of me feeding June Bug and Tally, including bits of their meows

I deeply regret not having any record of the sound of Cassy's meow. I'm trying to make up for it with my girls, though.

[one-winged-dreams]

Hardcore disassociation episode in the grocery store reminding me that I haven't crawled out of the FUCKING psychosis pit quite yet

[thedevilslittleprophet]

I care if I'm guilty...

Mini comic based on a quote I found on Pinterest, reflecting some stuff that happened in my source.