#sam whinchester

[miserable-sarah]

The Red Dust 18+

pairing: Sam x Reader Warnings: NSFW, 18+, MDNI, choking, (f) Masturbation, unprotected sex (Be better), oral (F), rough sam, praising. (If I missed any lmk I will update it.) Summary: You and Sam go on a hunt, things go sideways and you need a release of some sort but you can't figure it out.

"I've seen this place before." Sam whispers barely audiable.

"What?" You whisper to him, you both slowly enter a building not sure if the witch is still inside.

"I've seen this building." He says to you, you look at him confused. Maybe in all the research he's been doing. After clearing the place and making sure no one was there you turned on the light to get a better look around the place.

"This is some dark magic." You mumble looking at all the jars filled with dead things, it makes your skin crawl. Sam nods and agrees with you.

"Come on, we need to find out where she's going next." Sam shuffles through books and papers on her desk, you continue looking around the room. Maybe there's a clue somewhere. You can't find anything. She covered her tracks well. You see a book case and one of the books is shiny and new, not like the rest. It's a deep red color, you walk over to it and pull it.

"Y/n! No!" You hear Sam yell. Before you can turn around the whole room is covered in a deep red dust. Your heart starts pounding, you start coughing. "Hold your breath!" Sam says covering your mouth, you run out of the building with him.

"What is that?" You continue to cough.

"Red dust." Sam coughs with you.

"No shit." You roll your eyes.

"No, I mean that's what they call it. Red Dust."

"Are we going to die?" The dust is literally blood red, it just reminds you of death.

"I-I" Sam stutters shaking his head. "I don't know, I need to call someone who knows more."

"Man, I always wanted a cool death. Not death from dust!"

"We're not going to die." Sam holds your shoulders "How are you feeling?"

"Um" You think about it "Fine." You shrug.

"See, we probably didn't inhale enough, we're going to be fine." Sam pulls out his phone to make a call. You go sit in the car because you just need to relax. Thinking you're going to die is scary and somehow exhausting. Soon Sam comes in and sits in the drivers seat.

"We're going to go to the motel, just hang out until they find out more about the dust." He starts the car and drives off.

"Okay." You mumble. You bite your lip to try to keep you calm, it's not really working. The drive back to the motel isn't long but for some reason it feels like it's taking forever. Your hands start to feel clammy and shaky. You're not sure what's happening. You start to feel a deep ache in your stomach, and you're getting hot by the second. You roll down your window trying to get some air.

"How are you feeling."

"Fine, I don't know." You shake your head. "I think I just need a shower."

"Ugh! Damnit!" Sam's voice changes, it's so low. "Missed my turn." He says his knuckles are turning white on the steering wheel.

"A-are you okay?" You can feel your lip quiver and butterflies in your stomach.

"Yes. Fine." He doesn't even look at you, he's like a different person. The rest of the car ride was quiet, you accidentally let out a few whimpers because your body feels like it's on fire and everything is so sensitive at this moment. Every time Sam heard you he would breathe loudly and tighten his grip. He finally turns into the motel parking lot, you practically run into the bathroom. You quickly get undressed and get into the shower.

The water cools your skin, but you're still so hot inside. Your core is aching, you need some kind of release like asap. You hate that you have to do this but it feels like you're going to melt from the inside if you don't. You run your hand down your body to your core. Your breathing is already hitched, you bite your lip trying to keep yourself from moaning. What is happening to you? You enter two fingers inside you slowly. You let a sigh of relief, your fingers pump inside you. You let your head hit the shower wall, you open your legs more. You place one on the side of the tub you try to get deeper but you can't.

You take your fingers out and let out a frustrated groan. You feel like you're going to cry, you're in so much pain and you need something, you need someone to take care of you. You finish your shower and wrap a towel around you.

"Okay tell me." You hear Sam say. You open the door a little to listen to the conversation. "Don't fuck with me!" He yells, his voice is still so low and sounds like he's in pain too.

"I'm not!" You hear Dean on the other line. "You guys need to, uh you know."

"Dean. You're lying."

"Sam, he's not." You hear another voice. “You need to uh, well get intimate.”

"How am I supposed to explain this to her?"

"Figure it out Sammy, you're a lucky boy." Dean says hanging up the phone. Sam stands up and sees you standing there.

"Did you hear-?"

"Yes." You nod your head still just wrapped in a towel. Sam looks you up and down and licks his lips.

"So you know what we have to do?"

"Yes." You try to hide the excitement.

"Y/n." He stands back from you not moving an inch "I'm going to be really rough."

"I can take it." You say shyly.

"I don't want to hurt you." His face is dead serious, his eyes are completely black. He is overtaken with lust just like you. Your core is throbbing. You want him so bad. You swallow hard then drop your towel never breaking eye contact with him. He never breaks eye contact either but gives you a smile, a smile that makes you shake. He walks towards you, your mouth gets dry and you feel yourself getting wetter, your body heating up more than it already was. Somehow that's possible.

Sam picks you up and throws you on the bed you let out a squeal not expecting him to do that, he gives you no time to catch up with actions. He's kissing you roughly, then kissing your neck then back to your lips, his hands massage your breasts. his fingers pull and twist your nipples. You arch your back needing more.

Sam stands up taking his shirt off, he pulls you by your ankles so you're down lower on the bed, he gets on his knees. Again he's moving so fast your brain can't keep up. Sam's fingers find their way inside you. You let out a moan and a sigh of relief. His fingers are perfect way better than your own. He pumps them in you back and forth, he curls his fingers every time he's knuckle deep. His tongue licks and sucks on your clit roughly but not too rough. It feels amazing.

"Oh my god" You moan out loud, your grinding on him without even realizing, everything is so sensitive from the red dust. "Fuck." Your breathing is hitched, your panting. You feel absolutely amazing.

"Already?" Sam chuckles darkly at you. You don't care though all you want to do is cum all over him. He moves his face away and with his other hand he rubs your clit fast, you clench yourself around his fingers. You whimper, and you squeal. Finally you see stars your eyes roll in the back of your head, and your whole body tenses up and squirms. Sam doesn't let go of you though and he doesn't stop. You scream and he doesn't care, you try hard to move away but he's so much stronger than you. All this makes it even better, you cum again already.

He finally lets you go. He stands up and removes his pants along with his boxers. Your mouth drops, Sam is huge. Your core is throbbing just at the sight you can't wait for him to fuck you. You move up on the bed, he's on his knees at the bottom, he pulls you by your legs so you're in the right position. He places one of your legs on his shoulders. His hands go right on either side of your head, you're panting again. Your heart is racing just thinking of how he is going to feel. He slowly enters just his tip, the stretch makes you moan and throw your head back. He feels even better than you thought.

"Look at me." You do as he says and look into his eyes, his eyes are still so dark, he doesn't even seem like Sam anymore. The red dust definitely has taken over him. You wonder if you look the same. He pushes the rest of him inside you, he grins at the face you make. He knows he has you feeling great. He lets out a groan when he bottoms out. He sighs in relief he was waiting for that you can tell.

Sam doesn't give you any adjustment time, his thrusts are hard and quick, his one hand moves to your head, he grabs a fist full of your hair and puts your head back making your arch your back. He smirks at you like he was testing a theory and he was right about it. He lets go over your hair and moves to your neck. Your eyes widened as he pushes harder and harder against your neck. He's so deep inside you, your legs are shaking. Sam doesn't stop though, instead of his regular thrusts he does small ones so he can stay buried inside you. You try to make noise but his hand is completely stopping from doing that. You give him a worried look but he just smirks. He moves his hand letting you breathe. He lifts your other leg on his shoulder going even deeper. You hiss at the feeling.

He stays like that for a while just slowly fucking you, you start to get annoyed, you want more. More of him. "Sam, please."

"Please?" He says still smirking, He knows exactly what he's doing.

"Harder. Go harder." You say looking into his eyes, they aren't as dark as they used to be. He nods his head and flips you over. He pulls you up so your back is against his chest. He lines himself up with you and he lets you drop on to him. You scream out in pleasure, he was filling you up in a different way. You try to move up and down but Sam holds you in place, he leans you back and little and brings his hand down to your clit.

"Fuck" You say breathless, he begins rubbing and thrusting into you. Your head rests on his shoulder so he can look at you. Sam bits and kisses your ear and your neck. You hold in your moans but can't help the few squeals and whimpers that escape your lips. Sam whispers dirty things in your ear, you can't take all the pleasure it's too much. "I can't" You say but it's barely audible.

"Yes you can baby." Sam whispers "Just one more time." He kisses your cheek. You close your eyes tight, your body shakes, your head is fuzzy. "That's a good girl." He prasies. "Look at you, cumming for me. Such a good girl." You open your mouth but you can't make a sound. You cum, hard. Sam helps you through it making it last longer. When you're done he places you on the bed nicely.

"Can you get on top?" You nod your head, he lays down on the bed and you get on top of him, your legs are still shaking so bad he has to help you. You slowly sink yourself down on him. You go to move but again Sam holds you in place, he puts his knees up and pushes you down on his chest. "I always knew you'd be submissive." He whispers in your ear before pounding you. He's thought of this before? I mean you have to so many times but you never knew Sam did.

"You feel so good, you fit me perfectly." he grunts. He's close, his thrusts are sloppy and his body is tense. He holds your body down, his arms are wrapped around your back holding you where you are.

"Sam." You moan breathlessly. Sam grunts and tightens his grip. His thrusts are getting harder and faster.

"Say my name." He says

"Sam" You moan

"Louder"

"Sam!" You moan loudly as you feel him fill you up his moans and groans fill the air, you let out a few yourself. Sam lays there for a few seconds without saying a word. He moves you off of him and you whimper at the empty feeling. Sam gets up without saying a word and he goes into the bathroom to clean up. A few minutes later he comes out with a wet cloth and helps you clean up. he gives you one of his clean shirts and a pair of your pajama shorts.

"Thank you" You smile at him.

"Of course." He smiles at you, he gets back into bed only wearing boxers. You're not sure what to do, it's not like you're a couple or anything. "Oh did you want me to sleep on the couch?" He asks getting up.

"No!" You say too fast. "Uh, no you don't have to. You can sleep with me." you bite your lip he smiles at you and wraps his arm around you pulling you closer to him.

~ The next day you look up more information about the red dust while Sam sleeps. Sam definitely has seen that room before because it's the room shown in every picture when you look up the witch. You also found out that red dust only subsides if you get intimate with a person you love. That one surprised you.

"Good morning" Sam says making you jump. You slam the computer shut like you were doing something wrong.

"Hey you're awake" You say trying to act like nothing happened. "How are you feeling? Are you still-?"

"Am I still under the spell?" He laughs "No, definitely not."

"Oh" You blush. "Good." You smile at him.

"And I'm guessing you're not" He asks

"No, I'm not."

"Good to know." He smirks at you. You can feel your heart racing and creeping on your face.

"We found a cure!" Dean busts in the room.

"Dean what the hell!" Sam says shaking his head. Dean looks at the two of you and stands there awkwardly.

"Oh." He chuckles "Awkward."

[tropacant]

finally! the art block has been quenched and sent back to the shadow realm for the time being!! huzzah!

anyways, this is probably suuuuper cringy, but I don’t care lol. I got to see the new fnaf movie on Friday, and I had the idea to draw this while I was at work because of that. so here it is!

I also made the meme myself, I think I’m funny pls laugh-

[lovelywritinglady]

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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[fckingfangirlever]

Okay, so i got this idea.

Can we reboot Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them? But without the dumbledore and grindelwald storyline. Just Scamander brothers and the beasts.

In supernatural vibes. Two brothers, travelling and saving magic creatures.

OMG

Saving fantastic beasts, hunting poachers. The Family Business.

[azraphels]

Sam: Dean what are you doing?

Dean: Breakfast

Dean:

[emo-emu64]

Warmth

Request for @lacilou

"Not sure if you're still taking requests, but if so, I would absolutely love a Sam × Reader "Jesus, your feet are freezing". ❤️❤️"

You shivered as you slid under the covers of your bed. The bunker was freezing yet again, the heater having been broken in what felt like the coldest month is Kansas history.

You silently cursed Dean. The man who insisted he could make the heater work better had actually just made it completely nonoperative.

Disappointed, but not surprised. A common feeling you had towards the oldest Winchester.

You lay in bed, teeth chattering, completely bundled from head to almost toe, and nesting in several blankets. The only part of you that was bare was your feet.

No matter how hard you tried, you just could not get to sleep with socks on, no matter how cold it was.

Sam followed through the door shortly after you, grumbling about something. You assumed it to be his brother's hubris.

"If he doesn't have it fixed by tomorrow, I think I might finally kill him."

You were correct.

"If you don't, I will," you mumbled from beneath your cocoon.

"Think you got enough blankets there, babe?"

He looked down at you so warmly, that for a moment, you thought maybe you wouldn't even need the heater back.

Then he lifted the blankets to slide into bed with you, and you thought better of it.

"Hurryyyyy, I'm going to freeze out under here."

"He chuckled a half-assed apology as a he got comfortable under the covers with you, pulling you close to him.

As you both settled in, your feet gently brushed against his ankle, before you quickly moved them back.

"Jesus!" He yelled.

You jumped, startled and thrown off guard by his outburst, "What?"

"Your feet are freezing! Put some socks on you psycho!"

You let out a loud whine,"Noooo! It's impossible to sleep with them onnnn."

"Sam shook his head and sighed, fine, but don't blame me when you wake up with frostbitten toes."

You laughed, "I won't. Not with my own personal space heater."

"Mhm, famous last words."

[newtdrawz]

Thinking about.... Castiel,, he's so,,,

[kywaslost]

Supernatural Masterlist

Dean Winchester Just Rest Will You? Spending Time With Dean Reader Needs Saved From a Bug

Winchester Brothers Sam and Dean x Half-Sister Reader Sam and Dean x Half-Sister Reader *Different* Winchester Brothers with a Sister with Asthma Reader Almost Drowns Winchester Brother Moment Reader is on Her Period What They Call You

Sam Winchester Sam x Reader When You're Injured Sick Comfort

Castiel Castiel Babysits You Sick Comfort More Sick Comfort Reader is on Her Period

Jack Kline Jack Has a Crush on You

[isa-belle1367]

Ok, imagine if Nico became an ambassador of Hades instead of going into the labryth

And since we know multiple pantheon exist in Percy Jackson, including the Christian pantheon.... do you think Nico could have met Dean and Sam.

I love this so much because just imagine Nico starts helping them when Greek monsters start causing trouble, thus leaving room for interactions like this.

(At the big house)

*phone buzzing*

Nico: *picks up the phone* "What is it?"

Dean: "Hell hounds, we need help."

Nico: "biblical or greek?"

Dean: "What do you think!"

Percy: "nico, who are you talking to and how did you get a phone?"

Nico: "Shut up, percy. Dean, do you have celestial bronze?"

Dean: "Of course not!"

Nico: "Try distracting it with a toy. I'll be there in 5 minutes." *hangs up phone*

Percy: "Who was that?"

Nico: "A war criminal, I'll be back in 10." *melts into shadows*

Percy: "....I'm not gonna ask"

(20 minutes later.)

*nico materializes with feathers and dog slobber all over him*

Percy: *just stares at him*

Nico: "I'm gonna go shower, I have a meeting at 3."

Percy: "Meeting for who?"

Nico: "Lucifer." *leaves the big house*

Percy: "....WHAT?!"

[miserable-sarah]

What? 18+

Pairings: Sam x Reader Requested: just absolutely pounding the shit out of the reader, and then just the daddy shock as he learns she's pregnant, and the stages through the pregnancy, Sam from Supernatural. Warning: 18+ NSFW, unprotected sex, rough sex, pregnancy, sweet sam, rough sam. MDNI * Story goes straight into smut *

"Sam!" You scream out in pleasure, Sam has you spread out on the bed. He's hovering over you while his fingers pump inside you fast. Your whole body is twitching, he's been at this for what feels like hours. He's been fingering you, eating you out, biting at you, choking you, anything he could do to make you feel good except fuck you.

"Please" You whine. He ignores you and curves his fingers hitting your g-spot. You groan with frustration.

"No, no. Only good girls get what they want." He coos in your ear, kissing you softly on the cheek.

"P-please, I've been good" Sam pulls his fingers out of you. You whimper as he does. Sam helps you sit up, he pulls you on his lap. He helps you sit up because he knows if he lets go you'd fall. Sam looks up at you hungrily, his eyes are completely dark. He kisses and sucks on your neck, you try to hold back all your moans and whimpers but it's no use, he has you falling apart.

Sam holds your hands behind your back with one of his large hands. You can feel is other hand taking off his pants, your insides flutter with excitement, you throw your head back just thinking of how he feels.

"Up baby" he says in a low whisper. You do as he says and lift your hips, he teases his cock on your clit then around your entrance. It feels like he's been doing this for minutes.

"Please." You say basically in tears.

"Shh, baby" He coos. He grunts as he slowly enters his tip, you sigh in relief. He lets go of your hands and moves his around your waist helping you move down onto him deeper. He throws his head backk with his mouth open, as soon as you sit all the way down, he looks at where you two connect and he sucks in air through his teeth.

The way he looks right now could get you off, his jaw clenched, his eyebrows furrowed, little beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and his breathing picking up. Sam gives you a couple of seconds before guiding you up and down. You're still shaking from earlier and he can feel that.

"Mmm, you feel so good." He says looking at you, is lips curling into a smile. You lean down and kiss him, your tongues dance around. He leaves a sloppy kiss on the corner of your mouth before kissing on your neck again. You throw your head back and let little moans escape your lips. Sams thrusts pick up in pace, you know he's going to go hard today. You're trying to prepare yourself but you never could. Sam wraps his arms around your waist holding you against his chest, before you could even think he starts pounding into you. You close your eyes tight and clench your body. You're over taken with bliss, your head is fuzzy, all you can think about is how good he feels.

"Breathe" He says slowing down, you take a deep breath and look at him. He chuckles at you, he was fucking you so good you forgot to breathe. Sam stands up not letting you go, he places you on the bed softly. "Are you ready? I'm not taking it easy on you."

You bite your lip as butterflies explode in your stomach. You nod your head yes. "i'm ready." Sam lifts your legs placing them on his shoulders. He positions himself and slams right into you. You whine in pain but it quickly turns into pleasure. Your moans and his groans fill the room along with all the sex sounds. Sam leans down placing his hands on either side of your head, his hair is falling in his face, and sweat is dripping down his face.

"Fuck" Sam grunts his pace picking up, you swear you can feel him in your stomach. You're in too much pleasure to form any words. Your head is fuzzy, again. You know you're moaning loud because it's all you can hear but you can't stop.

"Sam, Sam" You start but can't even finish your sentence. "Fuck, I-"

"Go ahead, baby" Sam says to you, you keep your eyes on him as you cum, you can feel your body shaking with pleasure, your eye sight goes blurry, your whole body heats up, you swear you can see stars. "Good girl" Sam praises. He continues pounding into you with ease.

"Feel so good" you whimper, your body is still shaking it won't stop. Sam brings his hand down to your clit, he rubs it and you scream. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." You squeeze your eyes tight, your body shaking worse than before, you feel a gush and you lay on the bed unable to think.

"Very good girl!" Sam says happily. He still doesn't slow down. At this point you are in too much pleasure, you don't know if it hurts or feels too good. Your brain isn't working. You let out a few whimpers and whines you can't stop them from spilling.

Sam leans down and kisses you, he rests his forehead against yours. He must be close because his breathing is hitched and his pace is uneven. "I love how you fall apart for me, how you look when I'm making you feel good, how you feel around me, I love you." He kisses you again quickly. "I'm gonna cum in you okay? Fill my girl up." He says in between breaths. You just nod your head. "Good girl" He praises you again.

Sam soon fills you up, you moan at the warm substance filling your insides. He lets out a loud moan followed by small grunts as he rocks his hips back and forth slowly. Sam stays in you for a few seconds not able to move.

Sam pulls out and lays next to you. He wraps his arms around you bringing you closer to him. You sigh with content and curl up with him, he always makes you feel so safe and warm. After a few minutes of laying there you feel Sam getting up, you must've dozed off. He came back into the room with clean clothes and a cloth to clean you up.

"Thank you, Sammy" You smile at him, he smiles back at you. After getting cleaned up and dressed, Sam lays back down with you and puts on a movie. He knew you weren't going to stay up and he was right as soon as the movie started you fell right to sleep.

~ Couple months later "Hey y/n, I'm home" Sam whispers to you careful not to scare you.

"Baby!" You immediately wake up and wrap your arms around him. "I've missed you!"

"I missed you too" He kisses you softly. "I'm going to get a shower then come to bed." You smile and nod excitedly waiting for him to come back. Sam went on a hunting trip with Dean and he was gone for a couple days it was only supposed to be 2 days but ended up being 5. You were upset about it but you know it's part of his job, you're just happy he's home safe.

Soon Sam comes crawling into bed with you, you're too excited to go to bed now. He wraps his arms around you, you rest your head on his chest.

"How was it?" You ask

"It was okay, no one got hurt thank god." He answers with his eyes closed, he's definitely so tired. "I missed my baby the whole time though." He opens one eye and finds you beaming at him. He laughs at you and kisses your head. You let him go to bed.

~

The next day Sam was standing with a gift bag in front of him, it was from you.

"Okay open it!" You smile holding the camera steady.

"Why do you have to record me?" He whines, jokingly.

"Just open it" You shake your head. He reaches down and pulls out an infant outfit "Read it out loud."

"Best daddy?" He read confused. "Is, did Dean get someone pregnant?" you can't believe he asked that, you give him a 'are you serious' look. "Oh, are you?"

"Yes!" You beam at him happily.

"What?" He places the onsie down nicely and pulls out a pregnancy test from the bag "How?"

you put your camera down "Are you not happy?"

"What? No of course I am!" He comes up to you and gives you a big hug "I just wasn't expecting that." He kisses you sweetly "We're going to be parents" He says giddy.

"I love you so much, you're going to be the best daddy." You smile at him. He kisses you again.

~ Everything is going great with the baby and the pregnancy. You're almost due so Sam isn't going on hunts anymore, plus Dean is here all the time just in case, he's so excited about becoming an uncle. Sam won't let you do anything on your own, no cooking, no getting up without super vision. It's sweet but also annoying. Honestly you're really lucky to have someone who cares so much.

At 5 months you found out the baby was going to be a boy! Sam was excited he almost squeezed you too hard. You both were truly excited and so happy to have a healthy baby boy. The next day Sam decorated the baby's room, all 'boy' stuff top to bottom he wanted it to be perfect. He seriously is going to be the best dad. Sam and Dean also protected the entire room from just about anything, life of a hunter never changes sadly.

Sam cuddles up to you while you're on the couch watching tv, your back is killing you today so you did almost nothing. You just want time to relax before the baby comes, only a few days!

"Ow!" You scream out and hold your stomach. You feel wet and your heart starts pounding. "Oh no" you whisper.

"Is it time!?" Sam springs up and grabs your bags.

"It's time!?" Dean comes running out of the guest bedroom, he grabs the bags from Sams hands and runs outside.

"Help me up." You say to Sam, he does of course. He helps you outside carefully. He gets you into the car, Dean of course is already in the drivers seat ready to take off. Sam sits in the bag with you trying to coach you through your breathing.

~ 23 hours later ~

"He's perfect." Sam smiles holding your baby. "You did a great job, sweetheart." Sam kisses you sweetly. Dean is finally allowed in the room now that you're in a regular hospital room.

"Oh my" Dean says quietly "He's so small" He smiles at the baby.

"Do you want to hold him?" Sam asks, you smile at the two big boys completely crumbling down for this tiny human. Dean sits down in one of the seats gently rocking the baby.

"What's his name?" Dean asks, you and Sam smile at each other.

"John." You both say, Dean smiles even wider.

[womp-womp-chomp-chomp]

Just posting some of my older stuff before I only did marvel stuff, I haven’t been happy with this blog in a while, so I might start adding other fandom shit on here, with/about other characters and stuff I like.

Also if you read this thanks :)

[umi-no-onnanoko]

If I was an angel in Supernatural

[dombrianoteretto]

Crossover… yes.

[techiroa]

[emo-emu64]

Sweets

Gabriel (Supernatural) x Reader request for @mo0nchan

Your eyes slowly open, adjusting to the dark room. As you blink away the heavy grasp of sleep, you scan your surroundings. A habit picked up after years of facing the disoriented confusion that comes along with being kidnapped on a hunt.

After thorough investigation you come to the conclusion that you are safe, in your room, in the bunker. You had been injured on a hunt, Sam had properly patched you up. You had been left here to rest while they finished up.

You weren't at all fond of Sam's suggestion to miss out of the rest of the hunt, but with Cas and Gabe both gone on an extensive and dangerous hunt, the only thing yo u could do to help the nearly 6 inch open wound, was rest.

As you leave your grogginess behind, you realize just how difficult it is to swallow, your mouth gone dry from t he nearly eleven hours you had been unconscious.

Before you can open the door to make your way to the kitchen, you pause. There are muffled voices coming from your previous destination. You recognize them almost immediately as two of the demons that you had just a day ago been fighting for your life against.

You can picture their faces, and you shudder at the realization that one of them is the reason you are here in the first place. Responsible for the painful gash running across your abdomen.

However, you still can't help but smirk at his next words.

"Can't wait to show that little bitch what she's in for, after the shit she pulled with that fancy fucking knife of her's."

Demons don't normally travel in large groups, which is what made this underground network of demons so fascinating. It was a black market of sorts, gathering large groups of crossroad demons into one places to act as vendors. Rather than pay copious amounts of cash, patrons traded in their souls for illegal goods and favors.

You needed a place to start, and that place just so happened to be a demon by the name of Isaiah. Despite his high-ranking in the scheme he had slipped up one too many times, allowing you to find and capture him, using your angel blades to force whatever information out of him you could.

Now you grasp that very same blade as you make your way to the kitchen.

You stand over their bloodied and lifeless bodies, gasping for breath as you hold an arm loosely over the freshly opened and once again bleeding wound.

"Honey, we're home!" The cheerful voice you know oh so well booms throughout the bunker in a sing-song voice. You make your way through the bunker hoping to find one of the angels.

You do, Castiel unpacks a small duffle-bag, looking up when he senses you pesence,

"Hi."

"You are bleeding."

'Thank you, Captain Obvious, I hadn't realized.'

Your plan to have Cas heal you before Gabriel realizes is thrown out the window as the man of the hour enters the room.

"Cas, I really hope you're not startin' up that whole talking to yourself thing again. It was hella freaky," Gabriel looks up, and is unable to finish his statement.

"Is that blood?"

You look down, "No?"

"Sweets, that is not the type of question that should be answered with another question."

"Only like, half of its mine, if that makes you feel any better."

He squeezes his eyes shut a moment and sighs, before moving towards you. In a flutter of wings you are back in your room. Gabriel worked fast, grabbing a towel to set on the bed before gently pushing you to sit.

His large hand cups your face and you are immediately filled with electrifying feeling that comes with archangel grace. Your eyes close as he heals your wounds.

"Mind telling me what the hell happened here?"

Your eyes slowly open, "Only if I get to wash this blood off first."

He sighs, placing a kiss to your forehead, "Alright, I'll start the shower."

[juniperskye]

Letters to Dean.

Part 13.

Word Count: 1033

Warnings: none that I can think of, let me know!

Strike through - things said at the same time

Smaller text/different font - Dean's letter to reader.

**Dean’s POV**

Writing this letter was harder than I had thought. The hard part wasn’t me expressing my feelings about y/n, but explaining to her my own issues. I needed her to know that I hadn’t left because of her but my own selfishness.

As I finished writing the letter, I looked down at my watch to see it was nearly midnight. There was no way she would still be awake at this hour, given the long day we had.

I quietly walked down the hall to the room she was staying in and pressed my ear to the door. I was listening for any sign of movement or sound and came up with nothing.  I slid the envelope under her door.

If she was anything like I remembered her to be, she would most likely be restless, she always had been in unfamiliar places. That or she would be up at the crack of dawn, y/n was almost always the first one to rise and she would always spoil everyone with a huge breakfast those mornings.

I figured either way, she would get to the letter before Nora had that chance to mess with it.

**Reader’s POV**

I could never sleep in a place I wasn’t familiar with, especially without Dean by my side. He made everything easier for me. Dean had this calm about him, which knowing everything I know now…it seems kind of strange that he’d have such a calm aura. Perhaps he tried especially hard at exuding that calm for me, so I wouldn’t pick up on how tense things truly had been.

After turning over in bed for what felt like the millionth time, I looked over at Nora to see her sound asleep. Maybe I should go get some water, or knowing Sam, there had to be some tea in this god forsaken place.

I stood up and padded over to the door, I hissed at the loud sliding sound and looked down to see the culprit. There on the floor laid an envelope, crisp and white, save for the small scuff mark from where it had slid across the floor.

I bent down to pick up the letter, turning it over in my hands to see my name scribbled on the front of the envelope. It made me chuckle softly, the fact that Dean had felt like he needed to address it to me. I quietly opened the door, stepped out of the room, and closed the door behind me, trying so hard to keep quiet as to not wake Nora.

I made my way to the kitchen and slowly made my way through all the cabinets until I finally found some tea. Naturally the guys didn’t have an electric kettle, and I wasn’t about to use the stovetop kettle seeing as the whistle would surely wake the entire bunker. I figured the best way to go about this would be to boil some water in a pot.

I had to search through all of the cabinets again just to find a sauce pan. Once I finally found one, I filled it with just enough water and set it on the stove to boil. I sat at the kitchen table and decided that now was as good a time as any. I tore open the envelope to find a letter, Dean’s messy handwriting lining the pages. As I unfolded them a photograph slid out, it was of Sam and Dean, they had been leaning against baby and looking off at something. If I had to guess, Cas must’ve taken this photo. It was a little blurry and given their lack of attention they must not have known he was even taking it. It looked like it was from a few years back. I ran my fingers over the pages once more, took a deep breath and began reading.

Dear Y/N,

Leaving you was the hardest decision I have ever had to make. At the time it felt like the only necessary option. I know now that I was wrong. I should’ve just been honest with you…you have always been the most understanding and accepting person I know. I wish I could go back and change things, but I know I can’t. I can however be better moving forward, and that is what I plan to do. I plan to spend the foreseeable future making this up to you. That is, if you’ll let me, and I am really hoping you will.

Sweetheart, I know I have given you a lot to consider. This life is a lot. It takes so much from you. I just felt like maybe I should try to explain without making excuses.

Sam has kindly informed me that I push people away. It’s easier to do that than let them get close…then lose them. I can’t lose you. But by leaving, I did. I lost you and Nora. I know this is a lot to take in…but know that I thought of you every single day.

I never stopped loving you. Come back to me sweetheart?

-D

I hadn’t even realized I was crying until my tears had started to smudge the writing on the pages. I quickly wiped my eyes and tried to dry the pages. I must’ve sat there and reread that last line a hundred times before I had remembered the pot on the stove. I got up quickly and went to the stove to see that nearly all the water had boiled away. I turned the stove off and moved the pot into the sink. I walked back to the table and looked at the letter once again. He had never stopped loving me, and I hadn’t stopped loving him…things should just be able to go back to normal. Only they can’t, things would never be the same, not with what I know now and with us living in this bunker and navigating parenthood in this new world. My head was spinning and again it was like I had no control of myself, I had found myself at Dean’s door, fist raised, ready to knock.

Before my fist could even make contact, the door swung open.

“Dean”

“Y/N”

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