it's 4 am and my brain just pistol-whipped me with the concept of big brother Sam occasionally calling little brother Dean "Apollo" because as far as Sam is concerned, his beautiful golden-haired, bright-eyed, freckle-covered baby brother is the Sun incarnate.
@colourinverse this reply has been relentlessly rattling around in my skull for the passed three days
because i LOVE to imagine that older!Sam is so all-consumingly adoring of his baby brother that his love for him does just become straight up religious fanaticism, if not borderline religious psychosis.
i'm talking Sam carrying around locks of Dean's hair in a vial around his neck like his own personal rosary, filling entire journals waxing poetic about Dean's divinity as if tasking himself with writing scripture, kneeling at Dean's feet pressing kisses to them while murmuring words of prayer-like devotion.
they a cult consisting of a deity and his one unquestioning follower.
a Messiah and his one endlessly, unconditionally devoted apostle.
just Sam and his maddening, pious love for his baby brother Dean.











