#sammy….. heh

[mickeymanlicker]

hhahaha guys this is my husband we’re MARRIED get it right

LITERALLLLLY me! it’s ME next

Sam posting

Was practicing a new rendering style from tumblr artist i love <3 PLEASE CHECK ITS ART @time-woods

Lowkey not my usually style- fcgvhbnydtfuyg I swear I drew this guys- Sam obsessed fans are the best <3/lh

[jae-in-a-trenchcoat]

Valentine’s Day, cryin’ in the hotel, I know you didn’t mean to hurt me, so I kept it to myself…

Yasammy angst for Valentine’s Day…

[fakenooodles]

In an “everybody lives” au I think Sammie should start to see and hear the spirits the more he uses his power. At first it’s just flashes when he’s singing but then he starts to see them in his daily life.

The twins figure out that their own dad must have been a griot because they saw him flinch and talk to things no one else could see the same way, but he was driven to madness and drank it away. Sammie luckily has Annie to guide him through it and learns which spirits are benign and how to ward away the malevolent ones.

If Remmick is dead, then Sammie gets to see him come to dance, finally at peace with his own people.

If Remmick is alive and playing nice outside the juke joint (drooling over the idea of being near Sammie), then the spirits seriously spook Sammie, giving him vague messages of danger and doom to come.

Sammie finally corners one spirit and focuses all his power on it to get answers. The spirit tells him that Remmick still has plans to kill and turn them all, but there is a way to bind him.

He and Annie use the spirit’s instructions to inlay a silver chain in a leather collar and a rope hanging from it with 13 knots. (And Annie is SO pumped to be learning ancient magicks from her African ancestors, she’s geeking out but being really cool about it)

So now they need to get the collar on Remmick. Annie already tried to get magic bags on him but he wouldn’t allow it. Sammie of course knows that Remmick would bend over backwards to do what he asks, so he gets him alone, he kind of blurts out “I’ve never been with a man before” which of course Remmick JUMPS on, one thing leads to another and they’re making out nasty style. Sammie forgets his whole plan until Remmick starts sucking on his neck and then he can act all offended until Remmick is begging to be trusted. Sammie tells him he had a plan already and that the spirits helped him make a magic collar that would temporarily neutralize his bite. Remmick is so blue balled after only like 5 minutes of kissing that he agrees to put it on and doesn’t even look at it first.

When the collar goes on it LOCKS. Remmick can feel the silver and he starts to panic and angrily reaches out to attack Sammie. He’s stopped by the appearance of spirits with masks surrounding him (think Princess and the Frog) and telling him that he is now bound to Sammie, forced to follow his every command and unable to harm him or allow harm to come to him.

However, there is a way out. Each of the 13 knots on the rope is imbued with magic that Remmick can use to fulfill a wish, all a person has to do is blow on one to unknot it and release the power. (Did anyone read Fablehaven as a kid? That’s where this idea is from)

So now Remmick is basically Sammie’s slave and neither of them are exactly happy about it, but Remmick is at least going to enjoy himself as much as he can. He is, however, constantly obsessed with trying to unknot the rope with his hands and teeth until he bleeds so he’s extra gross and creepy now.

So the gang gets together and swears not to release any knots but Remmick makes some great offers. Sammie you’re already the world’s greatest blues singer but wouldn’t you like to go anywhere freely? Get any gig you want? Mr. and Mrs. Chow, your daughter has so much potential, I could get her any of the finest schools. Ms. Pearline don’t you want your husband to love you again? Ms. Mary and Mr. Stack I could make every eye that looks at you raceblind, no one would see a problem with your relationship again. And Mr. Smoke I could get you all the money you could ever desire…or…maybe I could bring your daughter back……

Remmick gets an immediate punch to the nose and isn’t allowed to talk after that.

The gang walks away set on not undoing ANY knots because they know if they do, his first victim will be Sammie……..however…..

Things go awry much in the same order as the movie:

Remmick finds a white couple and fulfills their wish for a baby.

Mary breaks first in the group and wishes for people to be raceblind to her.

Then Stack gets shot (by the klan maybe?) and while he’s dying Smoke wishes to save his life.

Cornbread wasn’t made aware of the issue and gets tricked into undoing a knot.

They try to keep a closer eye on Remmick after that, but a random drunk undoes a knot.

Then Bo

Then Grace

Then Annie

Then Slim

Then Pearline

Then Stack

Then Sammie

One knot left….covered in blood and drool from Remmicks’s incessant chewing…………

And that’s all I got goodnight folks!!!!! Feel free to take anything you’d like for yourself, I’m incapable of writing my own fics so this idea is free use

[vastunknownsea]

I am half asleep so of course I decide to sketch some yasammy (need to figure them out too)

^ Do NOT separate them when found. These little guys WILL go crazy looking for each other.

[bendarius]

darius and ben matching each others freak in ep4 just going completely theorizing mode and thinking out loud and being in sync. There's just something wrong with them

[drowziiiiiiiiiiiiii]

EYESTRAIN + MINOR BLOOD UNDER THE CUT

guys I drawed an oc are you proud of me….🥺

[closeted-cuckoo]

Dual screen monitors. One screen runs supernatural, the other screen displays the wikipedia pages of every pop culture reference Dean manages to come up with.

[swan2swan]

Had an epiphany last night and shook out some rust today.

A few years ago, I made a Mother's Day fic (got a lot of stuff wrong, but...); this time, I've got more information, but I'll probably still get some stuff wrong.

This was all somewhat formulated last night at work, then basically pounded out today, mostly made up on the spot. Had some scrapped concepts...might come back and revise, and forgive me if anything isn't impactful enough, I wanted this done a few hours ago but had some issues...again, shaking off the rust.

Anyway. YAY, sometimes I write fanfiction!

[gensokiyoo]

Hiiii! So, I think you briefly mentioned having a hc/au where Sammy and Jack lived together… Regardless of that, how do you think the two interact with each other (work or outside of work)? :3

Mhhhhh well, that's a good question!

So...How shall I answer it...<- doesn't know where to start

To be honest, I like to see them as the "black cat and golden retriever" dynamic y'know?

While Jack is noisy, extrovert and "crazy" (in a positive way), Sammy would be a quiet and an introvert person.

To be honest, I have to develop that but, since Sammy and Jack knew each other before they started to work at the studio (since they worked in a cinema), Sammy was used to Jack's presence and, since the day they met, Jack couldn't stop being around Sammy and already considered him his "best friends" while Sammy only considered him as a partner (but soon as a friend for some reason that I'll explain right away!)

So, I don't think that I had mentioned it before but, I head canon Sammy as a trans man and, since we're in the 30's/40's, well...It's not really accepted y'know? But one day, Jack had discovered Sammy's binder (bro got no top surgery) since when they started working at the studio, Jack had nowhere to go (because in my headcanon, Jack lived near the cinema and Sammy near the studio but the cinema was far from the studio and...Jack doesn't know how to drive so Sammy accepted Jack in his house and since that day, they became roommates! So...That's how he discovered that Sammy had a binder) and was like "what is that?" So, naturally, Sammy panicked but Jack quickly understood what was going on and in fact, he was really supportive toward Sammy (which caused Sammy to consider Jack a friend, the first person he truly trusted)

So, we can say they get along pretty well! (despite that Sammy has anger issues and screamed countless time that Jack was fired (he never meant that and Jack knows that pretty well, he just like to tease Sammy))

Hope I've answered your question correctly- <- really need to develop his stuff but he's too lazy to do so because no motivation

[spacefunclubs]

Heaven, please sing for me a song of life Heaven, take me into your skies There's no place here for me to hide my cries Night and day, I'm missing you

[deepestnightcolor]

i’m not asking i’m BEGGING for a fic about sam getting all worked up in the saloon bc you just won’t stop teasing him so he brings you to the bathroom and goes crazy on you. bonus points if someone almost walks in 🙏🙏 you’re an angel btw

☾ ꜱɴᴀᴘ ☽

ᴀ/ɴ: Wellp. I don't know why I always make Sebastian listening in, but. Heh. Whoops.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x Fem!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 2461 words.

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Teasing, edging, orgasm denial, cursing, dirty talk, semi public sex, being caught fucking, Seb is a tease as well, cream pie, kind of a little humiliation.

Why did your hand have to feel so good? Why did you always know just how to touch him? No, scratch that. This was not the problem. He loved how you touched him. The more important question was this: Why the hell were you devious enough to touch him just right in the fucking saloon? Even worse, why the hell were you devilish enough to do so when Sebastian was sitting right across from you? At the beginning of the night, he had been able to handle it. It was just you squeezing and stroking his thigh after all, maybe nuzzling your cute little nose against his neck here and there. Easy. Light work no reaction type of shit.   And now? Now he was sitting there, face flushed, and a drop of sweat having caught in his brow. He had gotten hard long ago; the moment you had returned from the bathroom and had dropped your little panties into his lap when you had sat down next to him again, to be more exact. He was sitting there with a cock aching from oversensitivity, caused by countless times of being pushed close to the edge, just for you to remove your hand. But even then, you didn’t give him a fucking break; no. As soon as the orgasm had gotten out of reach again, your hand was back, stroking and touch, finding the leaky tip of his dick and rubbing the fabric of his boxers against it. “You good, man?” It was the first time in a while Sebastian had directed his attention to him again, because Sam had logged off the conversation ages ago, too busy on focusing to not moan out loud. Which was why the blond needed to clear his throat a few times before he could even think about answering. “Yeah, Sammy. You good? You have been so quiet? Don’t you feel good?” Oh, you fucking devil. The look he shot you must have been charged with energy, because his friend let out a soft laugh. “Damn, dude. You grumpy or some shit?” “No,” Sam pressed out, and of course you had to be a fucking bitch about it, thumb pressing down on his red tip the moment he had opened his mouth. He hadn’t been able to stop the whimper from rolling off his tongue, and no matter how much he prayed, the look on Sebastian’s face told him it had been exactly as audible as it had sounded. “Sam-“

“Just feeling a bit light-headed,” Sam forced through grit teeth, trying to keep his eyes focused on the black-haired male to keep them from rolling into the back of his skull. “Do you want me to get you a water?” Fuck. Fuck, no. He wanted to get home, rip off your clothes and sink his fat dick into the pussy that you had told him was so wet for him. “I think that would be nice,” you mused. God, how did you do it? How did you manage to make your voice sound so empathetic, so genuinely concerned while you knew very damn well you were the root of this? Seb gave a slow nod, seemingly unsure, yet he scooted out of his booth, making his way iver to Gunther. Sam took in a deep breath, trying to regain even just an ounce of his composure, but this poor guy failed miserably. Especially when he heard your voice, all chipper and happy: “You look so good like this, you know that? All desperate to cum, and even more desperate to not let Sebastian know anything.” Another deep breath, but you just had to giggle as you rubbed over his tip again, didn’t you? Just had to push and prod him toward the edge again, right? “Fuck this,” he suddenly snapped, standing up with more force than he had estimated, making you look up at him with widened eyes. “I am going to the bathroom now. And you better follow me,” he hissed, tugging down his white shirt before heading toward the back, leaving you behind a little bewildered. You hadn’t expected that this would have caused Sam to snap, but you took it. Standing up and following after the blond, not even caring about leaving behind a confused little Sebastian. And if you had cared? Then you had forgotten about him the moment Sam’s lips collied with yours in a messy kiss, his tongue not only licking over your tongue, but also your teeth oh so desperately. “Sam,” you tried, wanted to apologize for pushing him so far. Instead, you were turned around and pressed against the sink, Sam’s hands flipping up your skirt, and without hesitation, his hand came down on your soft skin, having you gasp out under the pressure of the slap. “Fuck, look at that ass jiggle,” he growled, another smack coming down, his cock twitching for the billionth time that night, especially when you whined again. “Not so funny when you are the one being teased, huh?” He whispered, pressing the bulge in his pants right against your bare cunt. He was trying to be just a little mean – you had teased him all night, after all! But Sammy was very well aware that he couldn’t keep up this act for long, not when he could have you like this. Not when you looked so pretty for him. Oh God, you were so fucking gorgeous. It was hard to believe that you were able to be such a fucking devil. A devil that was now arching her back to push back against the quick little grinds he gave you, a devil that had him close to breaking.

“Fuck,” Sam breathed, deciding on a whim that this was enough. He could not possibly take any more pending up, he needed that bare little pussy right fucking now. The sound of his belt and zipper went well with your panting and little huffs as you tried to push back against him, just to whine when you realized that Sam was holding you pinned against the sink, too scared of finally busting if you touched his abused dick even one more time. Even pulling his boxers down just enough felt like almost too much, making him hiss when the wet fabric finally was removed from his drooling head. “Sam, please-“ another sentence you didn’t get to finish, another sentence interrupted by a moan as you felt the pressure of his cock against your wet, sloppy hole. “You are drenched,” Sam hissed between heavy breaths, his Adam’s apple hobbling under the pressure gulps of air he had to suck only to not cum on the spot. You nodded in response, your fingers tightening around the rim of the sink, your own breathing now laboured, only for you to hold your breath when Sam suddenly pushed forward. You had expected him to enter you slowly, and he did! For the first half, at least. You cried out when a strong thrust suddenly had your boyfriend stretch you thin, his pulsing cock plunged into your walls. And just like you had done before, Sam didn’t even think about giving you a break. Oh, no. “You can be such a little slut,” he whispered as his lips found your neck, peppering quick, wet kisses over your skin, “making me so hard right in front of my best friend. Was it worth it, huh? Was this what you wanted? To be fucked in a tiny little bathroom?” You didn’t even know what to say, didn’t even want to say anything; not when Sam fucked into you like this. Deep and hard, balls smacking against your skin so lewdly. “Feel how hard you got me? God, I could fucking cum from just looking at you, but you don’t deserve it yet. Put so much effort in denying my orgasms, after all.” Maybe he was being a bit mean, especially now that he was picking up the pace of his thrusts, allowing his rock-hard dick to bully our gushy little cunt, but you definitely deserved it after torturing him all night. And you took it so well, too! Moaning for him like there weren’t any people on the other side of the door. Neither of you cared; too engulfed by bow the other felt, by how you sounded.

Another wet lick to your neck, another bite. Fuck, you felt heavenly. Squeezing his dick perfectly right, like your pussy was sucking him off. It was only natural that he wasn’t able to refrain himself from going faster, that he needed to bully your perfect fucking cunt. “Fuck, baby!” He yelped, his chest pressing against your back as he sucked a hickey into your skin, sharp teeth sinking into your flesh just for the hell of it, just to hear that tiny little squeak escape you. “That’s it, that’s fucking it, keep squeezin’ me like that, God, fuck, I am gonna fill this pretty little pussy up with so much cum, make you sit out there with it leaking out of you- anghh~ like that idea? Yeah? You clenched ‘round me, baby. Like it so much, yeah? Want to be my dirty little whore?” Even if you had the words to respond to that, you certainly didn’t have the will for it. Not when Sam’s thrusts had your body shaking, not when the metal of then piercing pressed against your walls so delicately. You much rather moaned his name, small sobs falling from your lips just for you to bite your lower one, You were so perfect to him, it was no wonder he was salivating like this. You had his cock throbbing with your sounds alone, and then you also had the audacity to look so good as he was fucking you. He wouldn’t last long, even in his pussy-drunken mind, he knew that his orgasm was close. His dick was too sensitive, and you just felt too good for his balls not to pull tight, for his tip not to leak pre-cum that mixed with your sweet juices. “Sammyyyyy,” you whined, and oh, how he knew that whine. It was slurred, and drawn out, followed by a hiccupped moan. You were close yourself, but too fucking drunk on dick to tell him. Hell, he loved you. “Cum for me,” he whispered through the strain of a groan, his fingernails digging into your hips as he pounded into you, abusing spots that made you see stars. “Cum for me like, baby. Cum all over my fat cock, let them fucking know who’s fucking you so damn fucking well.” The mixture of sounds that followed was almost deadly, urging him to fuck you faster; thrusts having turned into reckless pounding, the blond being desperate to have his cum milked by your clenching pussy. You sobbed as one of your hands wandered between your legs, giving your swollen clit a few desperate flicks, your back already arching in as your tried to grind back, so close to the edge you could already taste it on your tongue, you were close, so close- “Guys? You in there? Did Sam fucking faint?” Fuck. Sebastian. You had forgotten about Sebastian. “Seb-“ You tried, but a hand clasped over your mouth almost immediately. “No! I am fine! Go away!” Your boyfriend barked, his hips never even slowing, making you go cross eyed when his hand replaced yours, rubbing those quick circles into your clit. You started up that squirming again, the grinds, the desperate humps, your need to cum overweighing trying to stay hidden. The whimper that left you was loud, even though you were being muffled, and it didn’t help the situation, Sam’s dick throbbing at the thought of Seb slowly realizing what was happening. Seb, who still hadn’t left. “You sure? Is she okay-“ “Fuck!” Sam groaned out, the way your cunt clenched not helping at all. “She is feeling good!” He barked back, making you whine against his hand again, the high-pitched moan that was breathed into his palm oh so needy. “Cum baby, come on, cum for me,” he urged you, making you nod with a sob. One last thrust, and it was over for you. Cunt spasming around Sam’s pretty dick, drenching around him. “She’s feeling very good,” Sam laughed through laboured whines, just in case his bestie still hadn’t gotten the hint.

“Mhhhm!” You croaked through your tears, poor pussy squeezing the life out of Sam’s dick. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck, he was going to cum. “Guys-“ Seb  again, and the thought of Sebastian hearing you come undone for him, was all it took for Sam to burst. A low groan filled the room, high in pitch as he came inside of you, his hips shaking as his cock twitched with each spurt of cum that filled your gorgeous cum, claiming it as his. That wasn’t enough for Sam, though. He needed it as deep inside of you as humanly, needed you stuffed. Which wasn’t hard given with how much he came, but still. Hips shakily kept thrusting inside of you, until he finally was milked dry, the mess you two created already leaking out of you when he pulled back.

You stood there for a moment with Sam holding you up lazily, his lips finding your neck to press gentle kisses into the skin again, only hearing your heavy breathing and heart beats. “Wait,” the blond murmured after a while, pulling some of the hand towels from the dispenser, holding it under the sink to makeshift clean you up. “there we go. It’s not much, but it will do until we are back in the booth.” “Back in the booth?” “Yep.” “But- uh- I am so…full.” “I know.” You swallowed thickly, turning around to find your boyfriend grinning at you with a cocked vrow. “Well, maybe it will work. Can you give me my panties?” “Nope.” Sam chuckled at the look of surprise on your face, slowly leaning down so his hot breath was fanning your face. “You are going to sit out there and face Sebastian with your cunt stuffed full of cum, trying your best to hold those pretty little legs together and think about what you did tonight. And only then you might get back your panties on our way home.” You swallowed thickly, but Sam’s lips kissing yours took away your ability to answer before he pulled away to fix himself back into his pants, opening the door once you were decent. He walked out almost confidently, just to bump right on into his best friend. “Seb! The fuck are you still doing here?” “Well, I thought you were dizzy,” Seb said with a grin, head tilted to the side, “just making sure neither of you fainted in there.”

Suddenly, however, something shifted. Their eyes met, and the men seemed to communicate in silence before slowly turning to you, eyes landing on your legs. A smile formed on their faces and with another look at the other, they were bumping their fists together. All at once you knew with certainty: things had turned.

[samsblades]

omgosh i LOVE easy, maybe! im obsessed with middle sibling reader, being a couple years older than sammy but he's still so protective of you, his older sibling that he loves so much!!

and then dean of course is so so so protective of you and sammy. also like im imagining once u get a little older, you start taking care of sam more when john takes dean out on hunts or to train

like dean teaches u how to cook for sammy, how to heat up the spaghetti-o's for him and makes sure you both will be okay while he's gone and dean definitely feels so guilty cause now YOU have to be the "oldest" sibling in a sense while he's out with john

i have so many thoughts about this whole dynamic i just lovee it so much 💕

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YAY i'm so glad you liked it!! i'm super obsessed with middle sibling reader too :,) no because i love that idea always of all three of them being so protective of the other two no matter what age order. there's just this fierce protectiveness all around that i find to be accurate to my experience with my siblings. yes i'm extra biased to middle sibling winchester reader because i am a middle sibling myself and i'm so protective of all of my siblings, including my older sister. so i just love thinking about this sort of dynamic.

and yeah i love love the idea of middle sibling probably becoming the one who sam remembers taking care of him the most because dean would be responsible for the two of them in the years that they both remember the least. by the time sam starts remembering more, john was already taking dean for training and the likes. but whenever dean was there (which was more often than john of course) sam and reader definitely have lots of memories of dean being the one to care for them both.

but oh yeah dean definitely feels guilty about leaving reader alone to care for sammy, but reader likes feeling helpful and being in charge sometimes probably lol.

but yeah once again, i just love this dynamic and i too have many thoughts about it <333 i always love to talk about them!!!

[naked-covered-in-bees]

undeniably, dean saw the terminator movies as a kid and spotted the parallels.

as a kid he was like "heh...i'm kinda like john connor huh."

but then when he was older he was like "...maybe sammy's john connor and i'm actually sarah connor."

then later cas shows up and he's like "holy shit, it's t2. guy seems like a monster at first but actually he'd do anything for me."

and much later than that he's drunk and says to cas, "you're my kyle reese, ya know that. got the coat and everything"

cas is so confused.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hi! So, I was wondering if you could come up with some headcanons for how the main bachelors and the wizard would help the farmer in the mines? I'm not sure if that makes 100% sense, but I had this idea yesterday that if Elliot were to end up in the mines he'd probably try and act all chivalrous, but he wouldn't be much help with combat 🤷‍♀️

Hey hey👋 That's a pretty funny scenario, and you described Elliott pretty much how I imagine our poet in that situation 😄

Thank you for the ask, and enjoy! ❤️

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SDV bachelors (+ The Wizard) as Farmer's helpers on the Mines trip

Elliott:

Elliott will walk ahead of Farmer, unarmed but full of courage and thirst for adventure, loudly proclaiming that "he will protect a friend/partner!"

Admittedly, the writer's bravado will last until a large monster fly lands on his shoulder. A soul-crushing scream in three, two, one...

Not the best helper to carry the items needed for survival. He can certainly carry a couple elixirs and a first aid kit, but giving him a bag with loot or a steel sword won't work - too heavy.

In administering first aid to an injured Farmer... uh, not so good either. Sorry, Elliott.

But what a morale booster! Elliott will definitely brighten up their adventure with some his new poems!

And what a great story Elliott will write about his adventures with Farmer! (Maybe embellish the story a bit that he was the one standing bravely with sword, heh...)

Sam:

Sam can be someone who can play cheerful music on the guitar during a trip to the Mines, and with the same guitar to give a monster a bash on the head (he has enough strength).

He doesn't want to ruin a musical instrument though, and it's not as effective as a sword and dagger anyway. Fortunately, he has no problem carrying around relatively light weapons.

Sammy is quite capable of covering his friend/lover's back, lest there be an ambush.

Although, Sam will often be distracted ("ooh, look at the gems on the wall!", "oh, a real slime", "wow, a shadow man- woah! and with a crossbow!")

But he also feel bad attacking some monsters, especially shadow people.

Farmer doesn't have to worry about provisions, as the guitarist always carries snacks and goodies (usually it's mini pizzas or chocolate bars, but oh well, it's better than nothing.)

Harvey:

Harvey is still in complete shock at how he ended up with Farmer in the Mines, in this dangerous place. And yet here he is - with a huge first-aid kit in his hands and trembling knees.

The doctor is perfect in the healer role, and will instantly give first aid to Farmer, whether it's a serious wound or not.

But to defend Farmer, or even himself, with a dagger... I'm sorry, but Harvey doesn't have the guts.

And to be honest, the constant stress and fear of being attacked by a slime or something worse can prevent him from helping Farmer as a doctor too.

What Harvey definitely succeeds at is grabbing Farmer by the arm so they can both get the hell out of the place!

Hopefully, Farmer will compensate his friend for this "adventure," because Harvey is going to need a lot of sedation after this. And a vacation.

Sebastian:

Surprisingly, Sebastian had made himself an obsidian dagger not just to have a beautiful thing - he had practiced defending himself because he wanted to return to the Mines.

Yes, to return, but after that incident with the stone crab emo realized that there was no way to do it without a weapon. And since it just so happened that his friend/lover also wanted to go to Mines, why not together.

Farmer will definitely be surprised that Sebby can defend himself quite well against weak monsters without their help. With the ice levels starting, though, the local emo will definitely have a hard time.

Not the most athletic, but can carry a small bag of loot and a couple of elixirs.

For someone who isn't adventurous, Sebastian is quite a nice sidekick to Farmer's adventures.

Alex:

Considering how athletic and strong Alex is, he can hold even a hammer without much difficulty and drive monsters away from Farmer with his weapon.... it would seem at first glance.

In fact, when the athlete and Farmer met their first opponent in the Mines, Alex doesn't know how to use weapons properly and used... his bare hands. A couple right hooks and the monster fly is defeated!

Yeah, except it doesn't work with other monsters.

But Alex is the perfect candidate to help Farmer carry all the loot, if there is no more room for ore or gems in their backpack. However, in this case Alex will have his hands full of bags of loot, and even self-defense is out of the question. It all depends on Farmer now.

The inhabitants of the Mines are scary, but Alex won't be so easily scared. Moreover, he won't leave his friend/partner here alone.

Shane:

"We're fucked," were Shane's first thoughts as he and Farmer arrived.

Chicken man had agreed to become Farmer's assistant, as they promised good pay, and he thought it couldn't get any worse than his job working for a Joja.co. Wrong.

Shane, as it turns out, is surprisingly good with a sword. Though that had more to do with his desire not to die here and trying to survive. Don't expect much in the way of first aid either - Shane knows some basic rules, like dealing with scratches, that's all.

Carrying a bag of loot... What is he, a mule for Farmer?

Shane was torn between wanting to get out of here as soon as possible and not wanting to leave his friend alone, even though that idiot Farmer was the reason Shane was in this hellhole.

He'll take some of the loot as a reward and never go to the Mines again, nope. Yeah, not a really good helper...

The Wizard:

Rasmodius is perfect for the role of Farmer's partner during their adventures in the Mines.

The Wizard is able to cast fireballs at enemies, heal all of Farmer's wounds, and teleport them and himself back outside if their quest is over.

There is one small nuance though.... Rasmodius won't work for free.

Yes, you heard him right, because he's wasting his time here in the dark Mines, even though he should be in his tower making elixirs from solar essences.

What? "His duty to protect the Valley"? He's doing it - keeping monsters out of the Pelican Town. The Mines are the responsibility of the Guild, and so is Farmer's.

For his services as a battle wizard, Rasmodius will ask for some gems and monster loot that he and Farmer will find in their adventures - it will definitely be needed for his spells and potions. Quite expensive, but it's worth it.

[prentissluvr]

do you think dating younger sam would be different than dating older sam?

i do! not 100% but definitely to an extent. biggest reason that comes to mind is the cage tbh. sam was obviously already traumatized and fucked up before but he was tortured for like.... at least over a hundred years by lucifer so.... i'd safely say he's a different person after that, and therefore dating him is different. and we could go into a lot there, but also in general! i think dating a younger version versus an older version of literally anyone is going to be different.

as we age, we change! and that changes our relationships with people/how we are in relationships. i don't think it changes everything by any stretch. but our experiences and the way we deal with them changes us i think! given that older sam has had so many big things happen to him, it's bound to change the way he is in general and the way he is in relationships.

he's still very sweet, loyal, and committed. in general sam isn't huge on hookups and stuff, he tries for long term relationships, but i think he wants even more to settle down as he gets older in a way. but he feels like he can't ofc lol. but in baby season 12 ep 4, he basically admits that he's thought about settling with a hunter, and he tries to give his number to the woman he sleeps with and she's like lmao huh. younger sam seemed more chill with a few little casual things, though he obviously wasn't playing around or anything. he was also just more willing to engage with someone! he had a lot more love interests who he actually kissed or did something with the earlier seasons. older sam is definitely a lot more careful and hesitant i think.

idk i feel like i could still even say a lot more about this but i'm having trouble collecting my thoughts very eloquently LOL

[holyfreaks]

dean trying to get sam to hook up with people: heh heh u need to get laid sammy :)))

dean when sam Actually hooks up with people: >:((((( what about our Brotherly Bond