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ok, but imagine a Supernatural/Until Dawn crossover
It would totally work, since both shows/games perception of wendigos is pretty much the same!
- season 2/3 Sam and Dean hear about something happening on Blackwood Mountain/ get a call for help from flamethrower guy, but they think that there's only one wendigo
- they get split up - Sammy follows Beths ghost to the cliff, he goes down, finds all of Beths stuff
- he also has a near run in with Emily later (who hides, cause she thinks he's the psycho)
- then later he finds Jess (what irony!) and meets Matt, saves him from the Wendigo that wants to meathook him
- Meanwhile Dean is searching Sammy, investigates the old Hospital, meets Mike, shares personal (badass) history, helps him amputate his fingers
- they find their way through the tunnels, meets (female) Sam
- they find Psycho/Josh with Chris and Ashley, secure Josh and Sam explains that he is sick
-Dean, Chris and Mike bring him to the shack, Dean reigns Mike in, but trusts him enough (as a temporary partner) to keep an eye on Josh
- then Emily runs in, lots of anxiety/shock, almost collapses and Mike half-carries her to the others, leaves Josh alone in the process
- Emily tells Dean about the guy in the caves, Dean deduces that it's flamethrowerguy and Sammy
...
I haven't thoght it out further. If anyone has an idea, how this could end, please continue!
Secrets Suck, Man
Sam Winchester x fem!reader
With Dean being heavily against the idea of dating while on the job, Sam and you figure out secret ways to be together without Dean knowing. Except, here’s the thing, he already knows.
Angst, fluff, cute stuff with Sam. Takes place during Season 12.
Third Person Pov
"Sam, how many times do I need to tell ya that it's a bad idea. Hunters don't get a normal life and if they did, they ain't hunters no more." Dean lectured Sam who sat in the passenger seat of their 1967 Chevrolet Impala.
"Dean, all I'm saying is maybe it's not a bad idea to be with a hunter. At least you both understand the life and the risks." Sam pleated with Dean trying to get him to see his point of view on the situation.
"Dude, you really want to watch the person you love die because you were busy saving someone else?" Dean asks seriously.
"No, I wouldn't want that even if I wasn't a hunter, Dean. But at some point, I think it's okay as long as both parties understand the risk." Sam spoke with coming off harsher than before.
"Drop it, you know my thoughts on it Sam. It's not a good idea." Dean jabbed back as he turned up the radio to some 80's rock song.
"Fine." Sam sighed in defeat knowing that his plan to try to tell Dean that he already had a girlfriend and that person happened to be you.
Two hours later...
Sam and Dean made their way into the bunker where you were. Sam saw you and gave you a quick, but loving smile. While you waited on them to return, you read the same lore books hoping to find something new in them only to be disappointed again. You smiled back at him making sure that Dean didn't notice you looking at Sam. Speaking of Dean he said a quick hello and sat down on the chair in front of you kicking his muddy boots up on the table.
"Hey, I'm glad your back and everything Dean, but take your shoes off the table please." You asked him rolling your eyes.
"Whatever, did you find anything in the lore about Nephilim" He questioned doing what you asked.
"Same as before, I still only know what I've read for the millionth time and Cas's knowledge." you sighed rubbing your hand around your sore neck. This caught Sam's attention and he made a mental note to himself to help you out later.
"Don't worry we'll figure it out, we've just got to keep looking." Sam reassured putting his hand on your shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Yeah, don't worry about it Y/n, we've delt with worse and won." Dean butted in.
"Yeah, I think the apocalypse and the darkness are a lot worse than this by far. I'd still rather deal with a nest of vamps than this though." You half joked.
"You and me both." Dean sighed getting up out of his seat and walking towards the hallway. "I'm gonna take a much-needed shower see you guys at dinner." Dean spoke walking away to the showers.
As soon as he was gone you rushed towards Sam and gave him a hug. Breathing him in and feeling his body against yours invited instant comfort and happiness to your stressed-out body and mind. And to Sam, he found the same comfort as his arms immediately wrapped around you as he placed his left check on the top of your head. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes allowing himself to be in the moment with you and forget all of the shit that is piled on them once again. He loved you and even having a little time alone was worth the world to him. After some time of just being there with him, your curiosity became too much and the elephant in the room needed to be addressed.
"Baby, what did Dean say?" You asked him raising your head while still holding Sam in your arms. He looked at you with a sad but loving gaze as you waited on his response.
"Same thing as before, he's against it." Sam sighed sadly. "But I don't care he can just deal with it. Secrets suck and I'm tired of keeping our feelings for one another away from Dean. I mean even Cass knows." Sam spoke trying to convince you.
"Yeah, I get that, I just really don't want an angry Dean top of the shit pile that we already have. I really want to tell him, don't get me wrong, I'm just scared to see how he'll react. Hell, I'd rather face Amara again than tell Dean, but I think it's important that we do." You pleaded with him trying to get him to see your point of view.
"Baby, if Dean gets mad that's on him. We are both adults and I think it'll be okay. I know your nervous, but trust me Dean at his core is a really big softie." He reassured rubbing your arms up and down.
"I still feel weird about it, but I think I'm just scared of his reaction, mostly." You whispered putting your forehead on the center of his chest.
"We don't need to tell him right now, we can wait as long as you need." Sam
“Thank you Sammy, that means a lot.” You say smiling at his sweetness.
Just as you two were about to break your hugs out comes Dean wearing his grey robe with an annoyed expression on his face. You were nervous and could tell that had whenever was wrong was serious.
“Dammit, If you two are gonna be together be fucking careful because this life ain’t pretty for us. I’ll support it if you guys do that. I guess some of us should have something good in this shit show.” Dean quickly said before a leaking away. As he did he did a double take. “And you two need to get better at whispering because I could hear everything.” He said annoyed as he walked away.
You both stood there dumbfounded at what just happened. You looked at each other and laughed at the situation. Sam then leaned down and captured your lips into a soft and sweet kiss. He broke the kiss giving you another big smile as he chuckled.
“Well I guess the secrets out.” Sam joked
“Yeah, and by what he said I guess he’s known for awhile now.” You say letting out a deep breath hugging Sam closer relieved that you don’t need to hide out of fear.
“Yeah, I’m just glad that with all of the shit that’s been happening that I still have you by my side. And no matter what I’ll be there for you.” He reassured
“Aww Sammy me too, I love you. And Dean’s right we should be careful about all of this.” You told Sammy nearly sounding like Dean.
“You’re right about that. And Deans right about another thing too. That it’s good that we’ve found happiness in this shit show.” Sam smiled.
“Yeah, we really did. I love you Sammy Winchester.” You proclaimed
“I love you too Y/n L/n.” Sam responded hugging you tighter.
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Research
Pairing: Sam Winchester x reader
Word Count: 701
Summary: Sam and the reader are doing research, and Dean plays matchmaker.
Warnings: N/A
A/N: Happy birthday to our one and only Sam Winchester, who turns 33 today <3
“It’s just another haunting,” you announced as you relaxed against the back of the couch. You were sitting cross-legged with your laptop on your lap, leaning heavily against Sam’s shoulder. Sam was sitting next to you and you had taken it upon yourself to make him into a gigantic human pillow. You yawned and turned to stifle it in the flannel material of Sam’s red plaid shirt, and then you reached out and rubbed your eyes.
“I’ve been sitting here for nearly five hours, I’m beat,” you said, resting your head on Sam’s shoulder.
“You did a great job though,” Sam said. The praise got to you and you felt a blush rise to your cheeks. You averted your gaze from the laptop screen, on which it was still fixed, and by pure luck it met Dean’s from across the room. Dean was sitting on a chair near the table, eating his pie and taking a break from the endless hours of research, but he was looking at you and Sam with a bright, teasing, spark in his eyes.
“Yeah, she did great, didn’t she, Sammy?” Dean asked his brother with a small smirk. You found the whole situation weird as Sam had been the first to congratulate you on a job well done.
Had you been looking up, you would have seen a blush colour Sam’s cheeks as he chanced a glance at you before glaring at his brother, a scowl on his features.
“Yes,” he grumbled, returning to his laptop and his own extra research.
It was half an hour later that you got up to stretch your sore limbs and grab a bite of something from the small kitchen of the motel room. Dean and Sam were both sitting in their chair and place on the sofa respectively, but the older Winchester immediately leaned forward and directed a smirk at his brother, who had shifted a little on the couch.
“Missing the cuddles already?” he asked teasingly, and this time you actually saw Sam blush and tell his brother to shut up. Suddenly feeling more eager to finish your toast and head back to Sam, you ate the rest of your dinner in almost one bit before heading back to Sam, curling up on the couch ever so slightly closer to him than you had been before.
Dean’s smirk could only widen at that. “I guess someone else is missing the cuddles too,” he said, the teasing glint still in his eyes as he chuckled softly.
The blush that coloured your cheeks was dark, and it only darkened when you leaned your head down to hide your face in Sam’s shirt.
“Over-eager, are we?” Dean’s voice sounded again, and the tease in it wasn’t helping at all.
“What’s your problem, Dean?” Sam finally managed to ask, trying and failing to fight down a blush.
“I don’t have a problem,” Dean quickly replied. “But you two obviously do. You’re so blind you just refuse to see what’s in front of you,” he said, motioning at both you and Sam. “You like each other. A lot. You’re welcome,” with that, he got up and stalked out of the motel room while you were just left staring incredulously at Sam.
Sam was the one courageous enough to speak up. “Is what Dean said true?” he asked cautiously, and you could only nod because yes, what Dean had said was one hundred percent correct.
“You?” you asked back in a small voice, scared of what the answer might be.
But you got no reply, at least none in spoken words. Instead, he leaned closer to you, cupping your cheek with his hand as he pulled you in for a slow, gentle kiss that left your lips tingling and your stomach tightening with excitement and nerves. You ran your hand through his hair and pushed him back so that he was on the back on the couch and you were kissing him with kisses that because increasingly rough.
Your breath was taken away as his hands ran up and down your sides and his lips continued to attack yours. It was magical. It was perfect. It was exactly what you’d always dreamed of.
What the fuck happened with Sammy? Please understand that I had to stop watching Supernatural for a while and haven't seen the last season, yet. However, I've seen stuff on tumblr and now, adding this post to the things I've already seen,... I'm really lost and scared, but mostly scared! 😨😱😵
i love sam winchester,
a goddamn HERO who jumped into hell thinking he’d stay there for eternity, who saved the world and everyone in it, who would take a bullet for his brother or any other person in a heartbeat because he values their life over his, who was admitted to a mental hospital and tormented relentlessly by the devil himself, who hid his bloody mouth from his brother so he wouldn’t worry him, who’s given up everything over and over again and will keep doing it, but still thinks he’s not worth a damn.
but this boy is worth e v e r y t h i n g . !!
EVERYONE SHUT UP AND LOOK AT BABY SAM
No hes so fucking cute with his little floppy ear and fluffy lil coat oh my god
Live reaction to making the cutest boy even fucking cuter...
But yes im working on more my little hunter drawings...showing sammy growing up side by side with dean! Stay tuned if you wanna see the boys
Sammy Winchester appreciate post
He's so beautiful, and I also relate to him on a concerning level
do you ever just get really upset when watching supernatural because you relate to sam so much and then you watch him go thru so much horrible stuff and you watch people betray him and you realize that its not a good thing to relate to him, or are you normal?
My brother randomly decided to agree to watch Supernatural with me, and now we’ve almost finished season one. We recently watched “Faith” (1x12) and we watched the scene where Dean is all like “I’m dying and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.” And Sam just replies “Watch me.” And I love that line so much because I feel like it really encapsulates Sam as a character. Sam is told again and again that something is impossible or can’t be done, and EVERY SINGLE TIME he does it! He was told he couldn’t overpower Lucifer and get him in the cage, and that’s exactly what he did. He’s told that it’s impossible to cure the Mark of Cain, and what does he do? He cures it. I just… Sam is so determined and I admire his dedication and perseverance.
Lower Your Expectations –Bo Burnham × Supernatural Men
You want a guy that's sweet,
a guy that's tough
A feminist who likes to pay for stuff
The kind of guy that gets along with your friends
Without being attracted to any of them
A good boy,
a bad boy;
a good bad boy;
A half good, half bad, half boy
Loves your brothers,
sensitive but not weak and
Is a great lover, calls your mother on the weekend
SPN
Dean Winchester × Sam Winchester
Supernatural
Not a ship post!!!
....
We've taken different paths
And travelled different roads
I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old
And when you're in the trenches
And you're under fire I will cover you
If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
....
SPN
Castiel × Dean Winchester
"I know it's hard for you to take a compliment, but my life began the day that you came in it."
- "HYD" sung by Hayley Williams
Adult Sam Winchester talking to his younger self
Come on in, the water's fine
You say the ocean's rising
like I give a shit
You say the whole world's ending,
honey, it already did
You're not gonna slow it,
Heaven knows you tried
Got it?
Good, now get inside
