games will play themselves out

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova

Word Count: 100

Follow-up to Half Timing, Half Luck

Sam was deep in his internet search when Dean joined him at the high table chuckling. Without looking up from his screen and while taking the coffee held out to him, Sam asked what was so funny.

"Oh, just letting some poor girl down."

"You mean you didn't meet your soulmate while getting coffee?" Sam forced the shock into his tone before sipping his drink and grimacing. "This is yours."

Dean made an agreeing sound before adding, "she's cute though."

Sam rolled his eyes and slid the laptop over to his brother. Despite himself, his eyes wandered the little café.

Supernatural Babes: @deanwinchesterswitch @foxyjwls007 @lyarr24 @hobby27 @smiling-girl @akshi8278 @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @princessmisery666

Your such a tease 😈!! 😝

Cuddling

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Day 11 of @thefanficfaerie​’s Season of Love Challenge

Prompt: Cuddling

Word Count: 248

It started innocently enough. Watching a docuseries on serial killers in his bedroom, sitting side by side on his bed.

An hour passed.

Then another.

Back beginning to cramp, you stretched out on your stomach, pushing the laptop screen down to the foot of the bed. At Sam’s protest, you fisted your hand in your hair and pointed a look over your shoulder.

A sigh.

Bed springs squeaked, the mattress gave and you were shoulder to shoulder.

Another hour, another episode.

Your eyelids drooped and your chin dropped into your folded arms.

“Need to stop?” His voice beside you, close, warm, caring.

“No.” You hummed.

“You’re falling asleep.” The amusement in his voice made you smile.

You rolled onto your side away from him, pulling the laptop in front of you.

Again he protested.

You grabbed his right arm and pulled to drape it over your waist. He exhaled sharply, a sound of disbelief. But he caved.

He always caved for you.

His body moved, curled around you. His arm pulled you back against his chest once he was settled.

Drowsiness dissipated; your body was on fire.

“Ready?” He asked, the rumble of his voice vibrated into your back, fanned over your head.

Relaxing into his embrace, you allowed your legs to stretch, feet slipping between his legs. Your arm tossed back to rest a hand on his hip. His face buried into your hair, his hand large across your stomach.

“Yes,” You responded with a trembling breath.

😍🥰I need some Sam cuddles 😍🥰

Pretzel Crumbs

A Supernatural Fan-fic

Featuring: Sam Winchester x Reader

A/N: Porn Without Plot, seriously just SMUT below the cut. Fingering, masturbation, unprotected sex, a good ol’ pounding. This was written with wine, edited the next day, but not really justified. ;) xoxo Stu

The damp coldness of the Bunker floor stung your bare feet, sending you scampering in the early morning quiet. You didn’t bother to get dressed, instead you hid your body beneath an oversized hoodie on the way to the kitchen for a midnight snack. Time was confusing underground, midnight snack was close enough a description for a mouth full of whipped cream and a handful of pretzels.

After affectionately patting the stash you tucked inside your pouch, you turned to head back to your room. It was season release day of your favorite show, you had hours to go before you let your beloved characters go for another six to eighteen months. You froze, quickly retracing your steps to grab a bottle of water to wash down the salt when a heavy, yet warm arm reached over your head.

“Ahfn!” You ducked, swinging an ankle out in attempt to sweep the leg on whoever had you pinned against the fridge door. Hunting instincts were impossible to turn off. Sam hopped back, one hand on the door and the other on the fridge frame. He tilted his head down at you as he noticed your pants-lessness.

“Didn’t think you’d be up yet.” Sam teased, grabbing the bottle next to the spot left by yours, which was now clutched to your chest like a sacred stuffed animal. His Lanky-ness reached down with his left hand and dragged you back on to your feet.

“Yet? You underestimate the power of a good Netflix binge.”

“Really, Y/N? We just got back from four days on the road and you’re already not sleeping?” Sam gave you the ‘take better care of yourself’ leer.

“We got back after eleven last night and you’re already up and running. Don’t “at” me with those eyebrows, Samuel.” You retorted, pointing your finger into his broad chest. His chin dropped as he tried to soften his forehead, you held his ever-changing eyes and suddenly you were both in fits. A deep belly laugh from him, something so warm and rare that it actually hurt a bit to hear. A half snort, half chuckle from you as you both acknowledged your respective hunting head-space coping mechanisms.

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Oh my god!! This was some beautiful smut, it was sensual and hot 🥵 as hell!!

You Saved Me

Sam Winchester x Reader

Sam comforts your baby daughter in the middle of the night.

Warnings: Fluff. Two swears. On AO3 WC: 1711 A/N: This is for @kitchenwitchsuperwhovian @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid Divas of Storytelling Challenge. My song was All-American Girl by Carrie Underwood. I’ve been wanting to write Sam fluff! Obvs not my photo :) 

This is from Sam’s POV

I groaned as I heard the first shrill cry. You were asleep on your side, your shoulders raising evenly in deep sleep. I pushed the blanket off of my legs and shuffled off the bed quickly as not to disturb you. The cries increased as I walked across the bedroom, and I yawned as I leaned over the edge of the crib.

“Hi princess.” I whispered to our two month old daughter. Her lip pouted and tears glistened on her cheeks. I carefully lifted her out of the crib, finding that she was in need of a new diaper. “Okay princess, Daddy will change you.”

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This was too freaking cute 🥰 and sweet and I’m just…

Badass Is A Turn On

I know the gif doesn't fit but look at him!

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader (she/her)

Word Count: 493

For: @screnwriter kissing prompt "I kissed you." "I know, I... Was there"

Summary: Sam had a helpful realisation mid battle

A/N: I thought I'd give you something small before I go officially radio silent for the next week (like, more than usually. I'm on vacation and won't have time for writing/posting)

Haha awkward, shy Sam is my jam!! 🥰😍

Confinement

I can hardly write some subby Dean without matching with some dommy Sam. Thanks in advance for reading!

Title: Confinement

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2403

Summary: Trapped together after the reader is hit by a spell, Sam is distracted trying to get them out.

Warnings: smut, swearing, dommy Sam, mild consent issue (gets resolved but if that’s a big issue for you, totally understand!)

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Holy. Um. Yeah. Fuck. 🥵 hot as hell and as delicious as sugar 🤤

And that last fucking line…

Soundtrack of My Summer, Chapter 3

This was initially started for @cockslut-padalecki​‘s A Decade Under The Influence writing challenge, where my prompt was “Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer” from Thunder by Boys Like Girls. I got carried away and this has turned into a mini-series 🥴 If you haven’t read it before, the first part is linked right here. Thanks in advance for reading and as always, I would love any advice or critiques!

Title: Soundtrack of My Summer, Chapter 3

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2058

Summary: Things always change with some time apart.

Warnings: swearing, *very* light smut, angst, fluff

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OMG 😱 YES!! Thank the Lord!! I’m so happy right now.

This was wonderful writing. Enough details interlaced with emotions that even though it was telling me the story I didn’t feel that you were talking AT me, that’s a talent in itself 🥳🤩

Soundtrack of My Summer, Chapter 2

This was written for @cockslut-padalecki​‘s A Decade Under The Influence writing challenge, where my prompt was “Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer” from Thunder by Boys Like Girls. If you haven’t read the first part, it’s linked right here! Thanks in advance for reading and as always, I would love any advice or critiques!

Title: Soundtrack of My Summer, Chapter 2

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1296

Summary: Summer break can’t last forever.

Warnings: swearing, *very* light smut, angst

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Oh gosh!! This was so heartbreaking, I just want them to be together and now I’m scared to read part 3 😱 what if she gets back and he’s dating Jess? What if she gets back and he’s gone on the road with Dean?! I can’t take it… nooooooo!!!

Soundtrack of My Summer

This was written for @cockslut-padalecki‘s A Decade Under The Influence writing challenge, where my prompt was “Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer” from Thunder by Boys Like Girls. I couldn’t help myself; this is going to be added to, but this little short-and-sweet part was the first inspired by the song, and can be read alone. Thanks in advance for reading and as always, I would love any advice or critiques!

Title: Soundtrack of My Summer

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1501

Summary: Sam and the reader fall in love over a series of lonely breaks at Stanford.

Warnings: light PG-13 smut

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OMG the fluffy cuteness overload is rotting my 🦷 in the best possible way.

@watermelonlipstick - I’m sick and I haven’t smiled in days, to busy feeling sorry for myself, but this made me smile so fucking hard, if I had dimples like Sam they’d definitely have split open 😃 thank you for sharing this wonderful piece!! 🥰😍😘

Champagne Problems

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Desi!Reader

Summary: Sam Wilson, a different man from a different world. Yours is a love story of fighting the odds. A love story that the sceptics will forever call, champagne problems.

Warnings: alcohol, angst, cultural differences, heartbreak, marriage proposal

If you are under 18 you should not be reading this because you should not be on my blog. I do not consent to minors consuming my content.

He booked the night train for a reason. So he could sit there in this hurt. Bustling crowds or silent sleepers. He’s not sure which is worse.

Washington is cold with a bitterness that only comes from heartbreak. Iciness seeps into skin. Hot breath swirls in wisps in the cool air. Cobalt skies earn a firm tug of your coat. None of it could compare to the sharp shards Sam is still picking from his heart. And your own heart aches for him.

New York calls. Your persuasions unwanted, justifiably so. Family, friends, hotels, none are enough to warrant a stay. Perhaps distance will lessen the ache. Perhaps distance will heal his hurt. Staying in a city with you would only be salt in his wounds. Your presence right now pains him, unspokenly so. You both know it and yet, you make no effort to leave and Sam, he has few objections.

Comfort, hesitation, love that can’t be commanded. A few precious minutes, one final memory together. Sam, handsome in his smart suit and you can’t help but think he imagined his tie loosened for a different reason. The way your hand had smoothed it over, fingers straightening the knot, touch lingering all to breathe in the scent of musk and tonka bean. Now, it’s an image of suffocating tiredness. You, in a powder blue lengha, it trails delicately along the pavement. Kameez embroidered in rich gold and silver, just visible under your coat. Sam had called you a princess, his beautiful princess. Now, he can barely look you in the eye.

Your offer to wait until his train arrives met with awkward pause.

“Ideally, you would have said ‘yes’ to that.”

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Ouch 💔 this one hurt!!

@uncafeavecbarnes angst may be out of your comfort zone but you do it so very well 😘 🤗

Gorgeous

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 100

Summary: Sam Winchester ruined your life. And he might know it.

Warnings: Secondhand embarrassment probably. Maybe feel a little called out?

Written for @hoboal87 who was the 40th participant for my Flash Fiction Challenge 3. Hope you like it, hon! 💛

Song Prompt: Gorgeous by Taylor Swift

Dividers provided by the lovely @firefly-graphics

So many times, you tried to play it cool.

Creating and rehearsing witty zingers.

Positively elated whenever you got to use one, only to scowl seconds after when you inevitably thought of something better.

Then, you tried to keep your distance.

Talking up random guys at the bar and laughing way too loud.

But it all reached a head.

He found you outside the bar, seated atop one of the tables, head in your hand and pouting.

Not as oblivious to your feelings as you believed him to be, he smiled and offered you his hand.

“C’mon, let’s go home.”

Everything tag: @xbuchananbarnes

Supernatural tags: @hobby27  @lyarr24 @princessmisery666 @flamencodiva​

💜 Sam knows how people feel cause he wears his heart on his sleeve 💜

Gum

SO. This is a little idea for a fic about getting gum stuck in your hair that I couldn’t get out of my head, but I couldn’t decide whether I wanted it in the reader’s hair or Sam’s. 

I wrote both. 🙃

I’ll link the flipped version here once I post it, but until then: thank you in advance for reading, and I’d love any advice or critiques!

Title: Gum

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2730

Summary: You help Sam get gum out of his hair. 

Warnings: swearing, fluff, mutual pining, idiots in love

           “Dude, you’re going to have to cut it,” Dean appraised from over your shoulder.

           “You did this on purpose, Dean!” Sam said, his voice halfway between a whine and a yell.

           You took your hands out of his hair to give him a firm look, knowing that a worse fight between them was the last thing you needed right now. Sam quieted but not without an indignant glare back at his brother. To be fair, it did look pretty bad. Somehow in the course of their wrestling, Dean’s bubblegum had become almost completely wrapped with Sam’s hair about an inch away from his scalp over his right ear.

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Oh my god idiots in love 🥰 I’m here for this! The emotions and tension was palpable!! Loved it 💜

Soft Spot

Title: Soft Spot

Pairing: Sam Winchester x  Reader

Word Count: 1868

Summary: [Request]  Can you give me an angsty Sam drabble? Enemies to Lovers? When you and the Winchesters are out on a case, it comes as no surprise that you and Sam clash over your theories of what you could be hunting. A clash that ends in something unexpected. Rating: 15+

Warnings: Angst, swearing, little bit heated, implied smut.

A/N: This is the fourth drabble requested from my Sunday Drabble Requests. I hope you guys like it! 

Squares Filled: ‘Rivals’ for @anyfandomangstbingo​ & ‘Enemies to lovers’ for @spnmixedbingo​

Thank you to my darling betas, wonderful cheerleaders and all round just kick ass women @deanwanddamons​ & @cockslut-padalecki​ for looking this over. Love you girls! <3

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The atmosphere in the motel room was tense as you paced back and forth, your hands in your hair. It was always like this when you met up with the Winchesters, and you told  yourself after each time that you weren’t going to do it again because you always come away with a headache and a high blood pressure. But you only had one of the brothers to blame for that, the youngest one. Sam.

“You’re wrong,” you stated, your annoyance shown through the tone of your voice as you turned to stare down the man sitting behind his laptop, his hands palm up on the table as he looked incredulously at you.

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I could feel the tension and annoyance but Sam’s methods of shutting the reader up would make me melt too 😘

The Meadow

Title: The Meadow

Pairing: Sam Winchester x  Reader

Word Count: 1514

Summary: [Request from @deascheck] Can you write about Sam taking the reader to a meadow for a sunset picnic?!

Rating: 15+

Warnings: Fluff, muscly Sam, more fluff, kisses, strawberries and cream. 

A/N: This is the second drabble requested from my Sunday Drabble Requests. I hope you guys like it and I hope this is everything you wanted @deascheck <3

Thank you to my darling beta, wonderful cheerleader and all round just kick ass woman @cockslut-padalecki for looking this over. Love you girl! <3

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As you felt the warm breeze kiss your skin, you tried to focus on the sounds around you, listening for anything that might give away your whereabouts. You had been blindfolded, the sleeping mask you normally wore strapped tightly over your eyes as Sam drove you both to an undetermined location. All you knew was that you had to be ready for a certain time, and your boyfriend was taking care of the rest.

Soon enough, you recognised the sounds of a dirt road underneath the tires of the car, indicating that he had pulled off of the highway. You could only assume that he was heading somewhere more remote. So when the car came to a stop and Sam shut off the engine, leaving you with nothing but a peaceful silence that fell over you like a comforting blanket, it only piqued your curiosity even more.

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Sunlight

Sam Wilson x Female Reader

Summary: You wake up cold, but your husband knows just how to warm you back up again…

Warnings: SMUT! Fluffy smut though because Sam deserves it. 18+ ONLY! There is always cursing in my fics.

A/N: Here is Sam’s birthday story! I hope you love it! 

Reblogs and/or comments are all held dearly to my heart and will all be responded to!

Divider by the amazing @whimsicalrogers​ thank you, Joan!

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Fuck.ing.hell. It’s fics like these that make me so annoyed with myself because I can’t adequately express how much I loved it.

This made my heart smile. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

There’s a lot of smut out there, LIKE A LOT, but this was more than smut, this was love making and intimate and beautiful!!

That ending, it was too fucking sweet, like sickly sweet, tooth rotting, need to go to the dentist sweet and I don’t want kids, never have, never will, but damn after reading this I would have Sam Wilson’s baby!!

The tiny details - like the drool - just made this so REAL and I just wow 🤩

I’m gonna retire from writing because I won’t EVER be able to write as good as this 💜

A Desire for Ice Cream

Sam Wilson x Female Reader

Summary: A mission goes badly, and Sam’s girl needs to get away and find the ice cream she is craving.

Word Count: 1763

Warnings: None really. Brief mention of smut but there’s no detail. Lot’s of fluff and a happy ending. I checked directions on Google to get to Manhattan to the Grand Canyon, so if anything is wrong, blame that :D

A/N: This is my (bang on the deadline) entry to @buckysknifecollection​ 3K Challenge, congratulations, Ellie! You probably have many more now, which you deserve because you are amazing <3

This is a sequel to Enigma (you can find it on my masterlist) which you don’t have to read first, but it would be cool if you did for some additional context.

Divider by the wonderful @whimsicalrogers​

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I love and hate finding gems like this.

I love it becuase this is magnificent!! The emotion and love is palpable, the journey they took didn’t feel rushed, even in such a short story.

I hate it because I never have the words to articulate how much I loved it.

This is so perfectly Sam, caring, understanding, adoring, cute, loving.

Quite frankly this is Sam Wilson perfection🤩💜

Forsaken

Characters: Sam x Reader (gender neutral), Dean, Bobby (mentioned)

Words: 709

Summary: Sam chose Ruby over you, and now he has to pay the price.

Warnings: angst, heartbreak, low self-esteem, unrequited love?

A/N: an angsty little sam drabble that came out of nowhere. if you wanna get in the mood, i recommend listening to: i can’t make you love me by bon iver and hold me while you wait by lewis capaldi.

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“What!” Dean starts, shock and betrayal written across his face, but you simply look on with defeat and resignation written across yours. “I-You-Wh- “ he sputters as his wide eyes sweep over your withered form and his lips part in confusion.

You wait a moment, knowing you must look every bit as exhausted and dejected as you feel, but trusting that Dean, the kind and brilliant man he is, will eventually understand your decision, though perhaps not yet.

“Y/N, you can’t just up and leave now!” Dean throws his hands up in disbelief, “Not when he’s finally got his soul back! Not after everything we went through to get here!” His deep voice resounds throughout Bobby’s basement, but his reasoning falls upon deaf ears for you’ve already made your mind.

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This hurt 😔