Supernatural-Addict

Doodle thing inspired from this post by @honeybee-cas <3 <3 a prime selection of moments indeed!

Sam’s hair was the most fun thing to draw omfg XDD

[i just love how this site just heaps ideas into my brain like. thank you<3]

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My favourite thing about Jared is that he is self-proclaimed imperfect.

I love that he tries his best to always be a good person but that he also knows being a good person is a journey and it doesn’t always run smooth.

I love that he strives to continue learning from others and himself so that he can continue to grow and be better for himself and others.

And I love that he platforms his insecurities to help others.

In a world where everyone seems determined to appear perfect, it’s so refreshing to have someone go ‘I’m not perfect, but I’m trying.’

It always worked. Dean always blew up about being six ft one, which is NOT short, Sam, you gigantic freak.

Then it started to rile Dean up in other ways the taller Sam got. They could be standing close together in a tight hiding spot on a hunt, barely an inch between them, recycling breath, and Sam had his arm braced against the wall by Dean's head, a move Dean used on girls, and it felt like Sam towered over him. And he would see in Sam's eyes that he knew it too, but instead of being smug about it, he was silent, and there was an undeniable charged tension between them. They never addressed it.

Jared Padalecki as DEAN FORESTER

SAM x RUBY part 3/3

"Something Wicked"

Bobby took them hunting even though he knew Sam and Dean would spend the whole time purposefully missing deer and scaring all the game away. And since Bobby knew this would happen, Sam didn’t feel guilty about it. He hated eating venison anyway.

At least the weather was good, and they had a huge bag of gorp they passed back and forth, and some Country Time lemonade.

“This doesn’t even have lemon juice in it,” Sam said as he read the label.

Dean took a swig and said, “If you want, I’ll buy you a lemon later. So you can suck it.”

“Har har, very funny.”

When they came to a lazy creek, they took off their boots and socks and ran down the bank. Before plunging in, they quickly rolled up their pant legs. Then it was a race to get to the big, flat boulder in the middle.

“Careful there, boys!” Bobby yelled.

Dean got there first, and initially, Sam was worried Dean would shove him off, but he didn’t; he held out his hand and helped Sam up.

Dragonflies and water bugs hunted smaller prey, and Sam could have stayed hours. It was hot, so they dangled their feet in the cool stream. After a while, they waded their way back to where Bobby was opening a wrinkled paper bag and pulling out bologna sandwiches.

It would have been a perfect day if Sam hadn’t walked through poison ivy. Back at Bobby’s house, Dean had to keep slapping Sam’s hands away when he started to scratch.

“Want me to put some calamine lotion on?” Dean offered.

After Sam had taken his pants off and lay down on the couch, his legs in Dean’s lap, Sam said, “It’s hardly fair you didn’t get a rash.”

Dean started rubbing lotion on Sam’s feet. “Maybe you have sensitive skin.”

Sam would have responded with a retort, but then Dean was applying lotion to his calves, and it quieted the itch, a little. Sam lay back and stared at the ceiling and let Dean work on him.

When Dean got to the area just above his knee, where he didn’t even have a rash, he was mortified that Dean would see the boner he’d just popped. But Dean kept gently stroking Sam’s legs, getting the lotion even, covering that spot behind Sam’s knee that required Dean to lift Sam’s leg up.

When Dean was done, he pushed Sam’s legs off and walked stiffly to the stairs. “Gonna take a shower,” he said over his shoulder. “I got your cooties on me.”

Damn, Ackles! 🔥🫠