It Is Inherently Fun And Sexy To Say Statements That Swap The Traditional Genders Of Pronouns And Terms

It is inherently fun and sexy to say statements that swap the traditional genders of pronouns and terms mid-statement, such as: "I'm going to make him my wife" "She's my boyfriend" "Who says a guy can't be a pretty princess?" "That girl's the coolest dude I've ever met" "She's a madman who has to be stopped" "It's not his fault he's a material girl" Gender is a set of watercolors and the prettiest shades come from mixing the paints together.

most “protect the children” campaigns come with the implication that what’s best for children is 1950s white christian nuclear families and rigid adherence to the status quo, and having been a children I can definitively say that is very very incorrect

Simsnatural: Bedroom Shenanigans

Got a comment (thank you! 💖) on the last post:

"Is that a ball gag on the end table I see? 💀" — @und3ad-puppy

Why, yes! Yes, it is! But that's nothing. The whole place has had redecorating since those screenshots were taken. Sam and Dean have well and truly made themselves at home...

I call this the Kinky Corner. All their trophies on display. 🤭

And a little hint at Sam's end table there... Let's take a closer look.

Ta-da! Very apropos of their personalities, I feel. Lol. (Although I might need to find some skin mags for Dean.)

Hey, don't judge them! They have a healthy, adventurous sex life. If anything, judge them for the cow plant out the back that they killed in like a week. Honestly. Who thought giving them a kid was a good idea?

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headcanon (not rlly cuz it’s not canonically plausible at all but shh) that Sam got prescribed medication for his depression at Stanford then when he starts road tripping with dean he keeps it secret cuz he LOVES dean but he’s also slightly embarrassed and worried Dean would judge him. Until one day Dean finds the medication in Sam’s duffel bag when he’s looking for Advil or smth and at first he’s sorta dosent understand and he asks Sam about it and Sam goes all quiet and avoiding dean’s eyes says “they’re for my depression” and Dean just dosent get it cuz what do you mean you’re depressed you seem fine to me you seemed okay when you were a kid everyone gets sad sometimes why do you need medication and it’s not coming from a place of hate but dean grew up under John ‘Toxic Masculinity” Winchester and isn’t depression a girl thing?

And he doesn’t really get it but doesn’t rib Sam too much about it cuz it seems like a sore spot so they don’t talk about it at all in their Winchester-esque way until suddenly out of the blue about 3 months later Sam’s acting irritable and won’t eat and yo-yos between not sleeping and sleeping the whole day and dean has to practically fight tooth and nail to get Sam to get up and shower and brush his teeth or hair and function like a normal person.

And eventually it becomes too much and dean finally asks Sam what’s wrong and Sam just stares at him with that blank look and then quietly and meekly admits, “my meds ran out and I can’t get a refill.”

And dean feel so bad cause he gave Sam such a hard time about the meds and if this is what sam’s like without the meds then maybe he really does need them.

And dean hates that cuz he’s Sam’s big brother he should be able to protect Sam from this but he can’t and it eats him up inside.

He pushes Sam’s messy hair back gently, and tells him he’ll fix it he’ll make it better

And Sam looks at him with those sad brown eyes and whispers weakly and somewhat bitterly you can’t fix this, dean, it’s not a monster or ghost you can fight, it’s me— my brain is broken and you can’t fix that

Dean just smiles sadly and tenderly runs his hands through Sam’s hair I can try

So Dean decides they take a break from hunting for a while, and he brings Sam food that’s light on his stomach, reads up about depression, brushes Sam’s hair for him, gives Sam baths when he can’t bring himself to shower and tries to take him outside for fresh air.

Sam gets better, even slightly, but there are somethings that are even beyond dean’s ability. Eventually they start doing hunts again, and dean can tell Sam is still struggling and he can’t get out of bed most days but Dean just muscles through those days and is extra gentle with sam.

One day, dean comes back to the motel they’re staying at and Sam’s sitting on the bed reading and dean just wordlessly drop a small orange bottle onto Sam’s lap.

Sam looks up at dean and dean sheepishly explains that it’s the meds Sam used to take

How’d you get this? Sam asks, awed

Dean grins, it’s easier to fake a prescription then you think

Sam smiles—really smiles for what feels like for the first time in days

It’s not the same dosage and I’m not a doctor or anything but you’re supposed to be weened back onto them, right? I’m sorry—

Dean, Sam cuts him off, it’s great. Thank you.

And Sam has tough days. He always will, but it’s okay and they’re both okay.

Samfans out here holding up the fandom on shoulders like Atlas. Lucky for all of us that Jared got them to match.

mY GOD samgirls have nerves of steel, they are the strongest warriors the supernatural fandom has ever seen, what they endure and what they consume, they're ingesting the most out of supernatural, DAMN RIGHT, you're so brave samgirls, y'all are cute little freaks, love you, might as well have a little crush on you, so what do u say let's move in tog