#sampreg

[girlsonbrotherwife]

Boy King of Hell sam pregnant with the devil’s heir and knight of hell!dean can’t do a single thing about it so he tunnels all of his rage into putting souls on the rack and as more and more of his humanity is forgotten, he starts to see sam’s eyes staring back at him in his screaming victims; he’s more violent, more forceful, more loving in his torture once they all look like his baby brother. as he pours salted holy water down the throats of gored souls, he imagines it’s sam weeping under his hands.

snippet :) if u want

[impalamistakes]

“It’s small. Barely anything, really. Just the tiniest push of skin under Dean’s hand. But it’s real. It’s happening.

We don’t talk about it much—not out loud. But today, when I leaned back and his hand settled there, neither of us moved.

He just… stayed. His fingers didn’t press, didn’t explore. Just rested there.

And I swear I felt something. Not a kick or flutter—nothing like that. Just a shift. A fullness.

Like my body finally admitted it was carrying something more.

My nipples have been weirdly sore lately. Not all the time—just when I least expect it. Brushed against the towel too hard this morning and nearly flinched out of my skin. Dean asked what was wrong, and I told him it was nothing.

It’s easier to say that than admit my own chest’s turning against me.

Dean looked at me like he was trying to memorize the feeling. Like it terrified him and calmed him all at once.

I know what he’s thinking. I’ve thought it too. The blood in me. What it could do. What it could make.

But in this moment, I feel… calm.

Like whatever’s inside me isn’t a curse. Like we’re not doomed.

Dean’s so careful with me now. More than ever. The way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not watching—it’s like I’m already more than one person to him.

And for the first time, I let myself smile.

Because I think we’re going to be okay.

Scared, sure. Confused, always. But together.

And that’s enough for now.”

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[schizosamwincester]

Sam just had to make sure. Just one test to make sure it was just a delusion, and then he’d ask Dean to drop him off at the nearest emergency room. In a week, he would walk out with shiny new antipsychotics and that would be that. He took it right at the store. No reason to leave evidence of his absurdity behind in the motel. He pissed on the stick, then waited to finally, finally have proof that the whole thing was just a delusion that had gone on too far. Sam didn’t expect to keep hallucinating. At least. It had to be a hallucination. He peed on it with his dick. Obviously he wasn't pregnant. The second line was all in his head. But well. It was Lucifer. Who knew what Lucifer could do? He needed to ask Dean.

2.2k, schizophrenic!Sam Winchester, Sam Winchester & Dean Winchester, past Sam Winchester/Lucifer, mpreg

Hey look at me! I've finally earned the name of my blog! Anyway, thanks to @spnyuri for accidentally inspiring it with this post.

[boypussysam]

s3 sampreg 💔

s3-s4 sampreg my beloved!! i love the contrast between why dean would get sam pregnant in each season.

in s3 dean would do it as an act of (twisted) love, so that sam can remember him and have a piece of him inside him. sam doesn't agree but he lets dean fuck him because he feels guilty and he has no choice but to please him before his death.

but in s4 dean would impregnate sam as the result of raping him non-stop, believing that his cum would clean the filthy demon blood in his body. and when he finds out that sam is pregnant, he wouldn't force him to have an abortion, but to carry that unholy child without anyone's help as a punishment.

the only thing that both situations have in common is that sam didn't give his consent and is forced to carry dean's child ��️

[ambiguous-brother]

i need to confess that i am not a fan of sampreg but i can sort of appreciate it from a horror perspective. lucifer using it as another concept to toy with his mangled in-cage or post-cage brain. another parasitic invasion of sam's body. something dying and rotting inside of him before he even knows it's rotting.

[samsomegaslick]

I love sam so much. pregnancy would fix him

[flowers-in-your-basement]

You’ve been in this room for a year. For eons. Your mother is here. She holds you gently, whispers in your ear. You’ve always missed her, even though you never really knew her.

Your blood burns (detoxing) it’s helping you, or that’s what your brother told you, before he left you here. (He’s right, your brother is always right, you must be pure. He told you)

Now, pureness is nothing. There is nothing but pain, your mother is gone, there is nothing but you, tied to this table, the piss in your jeans, blood in your hair, the bucket and bottle of water just out of reach.

You’re hallucinating, or you must be when your brother walks down the stairs, cruel look in his eyes.

He tells you that you disgust him. Ugly. A flopping fish on the beach, dying, pathetic. He tells that you are impure. He will fix you.

This doesn’t feel anything like being fixed. It hurts, bleeding on the table, and that is real.

It was all real, you learn three months later, pregnant.

[normalbrothershow]

early s8 sam pregnant, doesnt tell dean, then miscarriage during trials. And with that a good night and nice weekend to all watching

[girlsonbrotherwife]

a little extension to this post :)

Sam is miserable, bloody, shaking as he collapses into Dean's arms, clutching at him like Dean is the only lifeline he has left. There are bruises all over his body- bruises in shapes that cause Dean to gag when he thinks about.

Sam, who has been missing for days, who left with no warning and with no note, now trembles and shivers in his brother's hold. His chest heaves in frantic, staccatoed bursts, and with every gasp, he chokes on the air forced from his lungs.

"What-" Dean begins, his hand carving its way through Sam's sweat-drenched hair to hold the back of his head.

"He called to me," Sam says weakly, and it is just as much a plea for forgiveness as it is an admission, "He called to me in my dreams and I thought- Dean, I thought..."

Dean shushes him, knowing, though unwilling and unable to hear what Sam will say.

He should have known when Sam began to speak of the Cage again, and with each mention, his eyes became clearer and clearer and calmer. Dean wills himself not to imagine the torment for his brother's sake, but it burns nonetheless as he grips Sam tighter.

There is no use for that. He cannot reach Lucifer while in the Cage. Vengeance is useless when eternal imprisonment in Hell is God's own worst punishment.

[impalamistakes]

Dean’s POV :

“…Even if it kills me.

And some nights, it almost does.

Tonight’s one of them.

Because his shirt’s ridden up just enough for the swell of his belly to show—bare skin, soft and tight and flushed with warmth—and I don’t even realize I’m moving until my hand’s hovering an inch above it.

Not touching. Just… there.

Close enough to feel the heat.

Close enough that if I breathed a little deeper, my palm would brush him.

I don’t even know what I’d do if I let myself go there.

Just rest my hand? Slide lower? Press my lips to the center of him and whisper some fucked-up prayer into his skin?

I want to feel him flinch. I want to feel him react.

I want to feel him.

But I stop.

Right there.

Because the second I get that close, he makes a sound—a soft shift in his breath, a twitch of his fingers—and I freeze.

Not because I think he’ll wake up.

Because I know if he does, I won’t be able to lie about what I want.

And he’s too tired to have to choose between sleep and me.

So I pull back.

Barely. Just a breath’s worth of space.

I don’t touch him.

I don’t kiss the stretch of skin I’ve been staring at like it’s sacred.

Instead, I close my hand, press it to my chest, and count to ten like a fucking coward.

Because I’d rather ache like this than see him push through exhaustion just to give me what I want.

And God, I want.

So much I can’t see straight.

But I’ll wait.

I always wait for Sam.”

[schizosamwincester]

I can't do this I'm going to (remembers suicide jokes have a negative impact on my mental health) read a lot of sampreg fic

[repenance]

Where would we be without Sampreg

[boypussysam]

deangirl renaissance should start with them collectively becoming sampreg enjoyers 😌

god's (pregnant sammy) way would save them...

[motherrsam]

happy mommy sam monday! send mommy sam and sampreg headcanons 🤲

[samsomegaslick]

this year...and the next year will be year of pregnant sam winchester

[marginofthought]

Forced sampreg where angry Dean knocks up Sam after coming back from purgatory. He needs Sam to prove his love for him!

Yeah, if Sam really was sorry for leaving him in purgatory then he'd let Dean knock him up, right? Well it doesn't really matter because Dean is going to do it regardless, but if Sam really was his good little brother he'd better keep it and take care of it