#Sam Winchester x Lucifer

[rinienne]

Still a big fan of the theory Lucifer didn’t torture Sam in hell, but the cage itself was designed to hurt the ones trapped inside, and while it was mostly intended as a great distraction for an archangel from thinking his way out, a human soul would suffer greatly in.

There are a bunch of tiny details in the show that could’ve been interpreted as a proof for this theory, even though I won’t be able to name a lot now, cause I’ve watched it very long time ago.

But imagine Lucifer trying to shield Sam from the worst of it, and Sam just pushing him away and calling him a monster. Sam feels pain and sees Lucifer’s face before him and his brain connects the two dots wrong.

*slaps Samifer on the roof* this ship can fit so much angst inside!

[wyked-ao3]

fangs

just posted my newest chapter to this fic...daily updates so far I'm currently writing chapter 13 and just poste

Additional Tags:Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Sam Winchester Has Powers

Sam has fang

Sam Has Issues

No beta we die like Mary Winchester burned

more tags added as it goes on

AngstHurt/Comfort

Minor Castiel/Dean Winchester

Consent Issues,Drugging to get them a health check

Soul Bond

Grace-Soul Bonding (Supernatural)

Trigger warning read authors note per chapter just to be safe

dark themes

Hallucination Lucifer (Supernatural) | HalluciferLucifer in the Cage (Supernatural)

Good Person Lucifer (Supernatural)

Grey Lucifer supernatural

Protective Lucifer (Supernatural)

Gabriel Lives

Protective Gabriel (Supernatural)

Gabriel Being Gabriel (Supernatural)

Castiel and Dean Winchester Have a Profound Bond

Sam Winchester is So Done

Sam Winchester Needs a Hug

Sam Winchester Has PTSD,

Michael in Lucifer's Cage(Supernatural)

Protective Michael (Supernatural)

Adam Milligan is Not Forgotten

Adam Milligan in Lucifer's Cage

Minor Michael/Adam Milligan

Adam will be toward the end when the cage gets covered

finished writing a little before one am the eighth of April....now just to post them daily until complete ;)

[heartsforniall]

So are we gonna ignore the when Sam unleased Lucifer that Lucifer made himself look like Jess and cuddled Sam and kisses him like couples do. Kinda fruity.

[notyoursterotypicalnerd]

Blocked

Main Masterlist

Supernatural Masterlist

synopsis: Sam has Lucifer inside his head; Sam is at the library trying to do some research while Lucifer thinks it’s a good idea to show off.

Cameo: Dean Winchester.

Word count: 254

Authors note: I found this in my notebook dated 2015, it’s now 2020 and 2020 me is going “what did 2015 me write?”

“Come on Sam, look at me” Lucifer begged. He had been inside Sam’s hand for a month now.

Sam kept his attention on the book his was reading. He had slowly trained his mind to ignore Lucifer at times it worked while other times Sam was stuck watching Lucifer.

“I know what will get you to look at me” Lucifer smiled. He had searched Sam’s brain for something that would direct Sam’s attention to him. Lucifer climbed up onto the desk “Ready?…” He began counting “2” His hands reach for the top of his pants “3” He pushed his pants down to his ankles.

Sam noted the pants around Lucifer’s ankles; He slowly looked up to see Lucifer’s pride dangling between his pants. For the Devil, Lucifer’s pride was impressive.

“I know that got your attention” Lucifer smirked “Wanna touch?”

Same broke his silence “No, now pull them up!” He hissed before rising from his seat. Sam hoped Dean was waiting outside; Sam needed a new distraction. Sam smiled in relief when he saw his brother’s car. Sam walked over to it; he saw his brother sleeping in the driver’s seat.

Sam climbed into his seat before slamming the passengers door loudly.

Dean jumped awake “Be gentle with baby” he grumbled.

Sam rolled his eyes.

“Find anything?” Dean asked as he started the engine.

Sam shook his head; he probably did but Lucifer’s junk was still stuck in his mind blocking any helpful information Sam had read.

Dean pulled out of the library’s carpark.

[rey-of-luke]

Samifer Vampire AU (aka I will forever sink with this fucked up ship)

College was supposed to be a fresh start for Sam, a chance to leave behind the obsessive hunting life his dad had raised him and his brother in, ever since Sam’s mother was killed by a vampire when he was still a baby. He was supposed to be done with the life. 

Enter a stranger, named Lucifer of all things, who seems unusually interested in Sam. Of course, Sam happens to get drunk one night while out with friends and naturally runs into his sort of stalker, and suddenly finds himself waking up in an unfamiliar location the next day, an unusual pain in his neck. 

Usually, Lucifer could care less about humans - to him they’re just walking, talking blood bags. But the Winchester’s are starting to make a name for themselves as hunters, and a chance encounter with the youngest makes him realize he has the perfect opportunity to get revenge on the Winchester’s. He was planning on just killing Sam, maybe turning him as an ultimate ‘fuck you’, but first taste of Sam’s blood and he finds himself hooked.

Maybe he can keep the youngest Winchester around for awhile before deciding what to do with him.

Or: 

Sam can never seem to escape the hunter life, Lucifer finds himself revising his plan for the youngest Winchester from killing to turning to taking as a mate, and Sam is really, really wondering what he did in a past life to piss off God or whoever that his life is what it is.

[psd]

[brotherlysoulmates]

Gold ( 2870 words) by brotherlysoulmates Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural Rating:  Explicit Pairing: Lucifer/Sam Winchester Tags: Erotic Electrostimulation, Bondage, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Accidental Forced Orgasm, pain play, Safe Sane and Consensual, Safeword Use, Aftercare Date:   2016-11-04 Summary:   Round Five of the Rare Ships Creations Challenge on tumblr. Prompt: electricity play Ship: Samifer Sam shivers as he watches the change from lover to Dominant take place before his eyes. As Sam nods his assent for the scene to begin, Lucifer’s spine straightens, posture firm but not rigid. A calm detached calculation falls over his face like a mask, wiping away the warmth and tenderness and leaving behind something darker, but not colder. Lucifer’s eyes are appraising as he rakes his gaze over Sam’s prone body. The heat buried there has Sam arching against his restraints on instinct, and when Lucifer’s mouth lifts up at the corner in a smirk, he moans out loud.

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[puppyeyeswinchester-archive]

Samifer Headcanon

Dean felt a pull towards Amara in season 11 that he said felt uncontrollable, like they really were destined to be together, and instead of being angry or disgusted, Sam just simply smiled and said, "I know," when Dean confessed to it. What if the reason he was so understanding was because whenever he and Lucifer were in close proximity to each other in season 5, he too felt an uncontrollable pull towards Lucifer? Because they were destined to be together. @heavnofhell @starofthemorning @shreddedwingsandlostwords

[bikeride]

Brown

based on this post (x)

notes: i’m spelling grey with an ‘e’, fair warning. also in this fic sam’s eyes are brown, i couldn’t find a reliable source as jared’s eyes can be hazel or green.

Lucifer’s learned to ignore all the grey around him. Soulmates are hard to find when they have the most common eye color. It’s also difficult when that color is, give or take, 60% of the world. That’s just his take. When the blonde enters the coffee shop, he’s not surprised to see most of it grey. A little bit of white or beige here or there. Lucifer walked toward the counter and scans the large chalkboards above the counters, reading numbers and drinks in neat, white handwriting. After scoffing and rolling his eyes at a few of the names of the drinks, (‘Banana Bamboozle Blast’ was by far his favorite.) he steps closer to the counter. The blonde looks at the current barista, who, in a monochromic shop, is wearing bright, pastel pink under a grey apron. Most of this boy’s appearance was grey. His hair being a variety of the color, mostly light grey, but in other places darker. It looked like he was growing it out, as it was tucked behind his ears and just barely reached his shoulder blades. The brunet’s (Lucifer supposed he was one, if he had grey hair.) skin was a pale grey, making the other think he was slightly tanned. He was two inches taller than Lucifer, making him 6’3. Lucifer mentally declared him ‘Lamp Post’ due to his height.  His eyes, however, was a shade of grey that he had never seen before. In a world of grey, the barista’s eyes were almost black. The two stood in a comfortable silence, taking in and observing the other. “Hello..?” Lucifer decided he really want his coffee. “Yeah, sorry. Can I take your order?” The boy snapped out of his daze. “It’s fine. I’ll take a mocha latte.” “Are you sure? Don’t you want to try our Banana Bamboozle Blast?” the brunet snickered. Lucifer let out a breathy laugh. “You saw?” “Saw? I felt. Dude, I could feel your hatred for that drink from here. Trust me, you’re not alone.” “Banana Bamboozle, though? You guys could have named it ‘Banana Smoothie.’” 

“I know, Marissa thought it was, quote, ‘cool and trendy’” He scoffed. The blue-eyed boy let out more of a scoff than a laugh. “That’s $2.96, by the way.” The barista mentioned. Supposedly, Lucifer looked confused as he added; “For your latte.” “Oh.” The blonde said lamely. He fished in his back pocket for a leather wallet. He handed over three, crisp, bills. The cash register opened with a ring as the almost totally monochrome boy said, “Nice tattoo, by the way.” “Hm?” Lucifer had to look down to where his sleeve rode up. The words “Do not open until Christmas” were printed on his arm, inside a diagonal moving ribbon. “Oh. You like them?” The taller boy’s face lighted up. To Lucifer, it was worth maybe, five suns and then some. “Like? I love them! One of my favorites.” The shorter male smiled. “Favorite album?” “Here’s your coffee.” The barista handed him a tall white cup. “Uh, that’s hard. I’m fond of From Under The Cork Tree. What about you?” “Folie à Deux. No doubt. I love the title to it too. It’s this psychiatric syndrome where--sorry, I’m rambling” The blonde stopped. He didn’t want this new guy to think he was a nerd who knew too much. “No, keep going. I like your voice.” The brunet blurted. “Uh-I mean-it’s fine to uh-nevermind-” Lucifer chuckled. “I understand.” He glanced at his wrist. “Ah, damn. I have to go. Nice meeting you…” “Sam.” “Well, nice meeting you, Sam” “You too…” “Lucifer.” “You too, Lucifer.” Lucifer walked out, carrying on with his day. Until he realizes, grey’s gone. Instead, in its place, is a foreign color. One Lucifer names, ‘Brown.’

[rinienne]

Eye of The Storm, Chapter 1 of 3, Part 4 of Cloudy with a Chance of Accidentally Falling in Love With The Devil

Pairing: Sam Winchester/Lucifer

Rating: R-18

Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Enemies with Benefits, Feelings Realization, Porn with Feelings, Season 13 Canon Divergence.

Summary: Things are rough after Jack disappears in the alternative universe. Sam and Dean are trying to get their missing family members back and need archangel grace to open the portal. Of course, Sam knows a way of contacting Lucifer and even thinks the archangel will assist them willingly. Except getting help from Lucifer will require some explanation, and Sam not even remotely ready for their 'enemies with benefits' situation to come to light. As it turned out, asking Gabriel for help ended up even worse.

[morningstarendeavors]

Two ideas in one fic!

He woke up with his head on Lucifer’s chest. They’re alone in the backseat of the Impala, because the just-turned-fifteen-year-old Dean insisted he was old enough not only to properly join in hunts, but to have the honour of riding in the front seat. Sam had minded for a while, until his dear guardian angel offered to keep him company.

Something which, of course, dad and Dean were oblivious to.

Sam felt a little guilty about that, admittedly, but he couldn’t help but like it as well. Dad never told him things and even Dean kept stuff from him at times (though usually for more noble reasons), so Sam liked having something that was just his. His secret.

He sat up slowly, turning his head to look up at Lucifer who smirked and silently placed a finger to his lips. Sam nodded.

Dad was focused on the road while Dean fiddled with the radio. Sam sighed silently and let his weight rest against Lucifer’s side once more, smiling shyly when his angel placed a hand on top of his head and stroked his hair.

They arrived at a drab little motel a while later, exiting the car and gathering their bags from the boot, pulling duffel bags from amongst the stacks of weapons and supplies.

It’s the usual routine. Dad dons a suit, grabs some papers and fake ID and leaves them alone with a few scrunched up bank notes to buy dinner with. There’s a small corner shop attached to the hotel so Dean goes and buy them some ready-made meals to be eaten straight out of their plastic containers.

Dean’s gone a long time. He returned trying not to smile and obviously very distracted.

“Hey, Sammy, you’re alright for a few minutes. Maybe a couple of hours. Tops. Cause, you know, this chick in there- real hot, by the way- she really digs me and-”

“Go, Dean,” Sam insisted, rolling his eyes and sitting down at the small table, pulling one pack of food towards him.

“You’re the best, Sammy,” Dean called on his way out the door, stopping only to double-check the lock and that Sam had a gun within arm’s reach before leaving.

“My brother’s an idiot,” Sam muttered to himself, picking up a plastic spork and smiling as Lucifer dropped down into the seat opposite.

“Your brother cares about you, Sammy,” Lucifer said mildly, leaning back in the chair and folding his arms.

Sam pulled a face, twirling instant noodles around the spork as best he could. “I guess. But he’s still annoying. What do you know about brothers anyway?”

“I have a brother,” Lucifer replied. “An older brother, like you.”

Sam blinked up at him surprise. “Angels have brothers?”

Lucifer nodded. “I have lots of brothers. And sisters, too. But only one big brother, just like you.”

“Really?” Sam swallowed his bite of food. “Does he take care of you, too?”

The previously content smile on Lucifer’s face dropped slightly, his eyes flickering downcast. “He did,” came the vague reply. “I haven’t seen him in a long time.”

Sam bit his bottom lip. He thought that was sad. “I’m sorry.”

Lucifer smiled once more, reaching across the table to gently brush his hand against Sam’s cheek. “It’s okay, Sammy. I can take care of myself. And I’m here to take care of you.”

Sam nodded, though a slight flush spread across his face. He was suddenly glad Dean wasn’t here. Dean was off with a girl. Sam had a vague idea of what Dean did with girls.

“Why do boys like kissing girls so much?” he blurted. His blush darkened as he realised how silly that sounded, especially how silly a thing it was to say to an angel like Lucifer, but his companion just tilted his head to the side and smile as if amused.

“Because they like them. But it doesn’t have to be girls they kiss.”

Sam frowned curiously. He had heard about such things, but he was rather unknowledgeable on the whole area of relationships. “So anyone can kiss anyone?”

“Yes,” Lucifer said. “If you like someone, you can kiss them if they want you to.”

Sam thought about it. “I like you,” he said.

Lucifer simply stood up in response, moving the short distance around the table before crouching down beside Sam’s chair so their heads were level. He placed a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder, before leaning in and tentatively pressing their lips together.

It only lasted a few, brief moments, but Sam was quite certain he liked it.

Lucifer leant back slowly, before standing up straight, smiling when the boy threw both arms around his middle and hugged him, burying his face in Lucifer’s shirt almost shyly.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Sam,” Lucifer said. “You know I’d never deny you anything.”

Sam snuffled into the soft fabric, nuzzling closer. “I know. I’d never deny you anything either.”

Unseen to the boy, Lucifer’s eyes took on a keen glint, his hand moving up to gently pet Sam’s head. “Oh, I know that, Sammy. In fact, I’m counting on it.”

[rinienne]

Soft, submissive Lucifer just activates so many neurons in my monkey brain…

[rinienne]

Good news everyone, the slime is flowing again... I mean... I think I’m actually going to finish the second part for my angsty Samifer series (which right now only has one fic, so it’s not really a series (and it’s going to become less and less angsty with each installment, cause Luci needs some tender lovin))... @lucifers-perfect-angel want to beta again? If not...

... anyone else wants to beta?

[rinienne]

Do you think Lucifer can dance? Do you think Sam can? (I remember he did once... during that episode where Dean and Bella were getting the mummified sailor hand) Do you think one can teach the other? I mean... like slow dance... :3 and they both would get handsy at some point...

[rinienne]

Whoa. This song is pretty old, I forgot it excised... like... so Samifer, I just can’t! :0

Kamelot - Decsent of The Archangel

Speak my friend

You look surprised

I thought you knew

I'd come disguised

On angel wings in white

I can make

Your dreams come true

What a couple

Me and you

On journey through the night

I will show you everything so vividly

You can't deny me

...

Name a pleasure

One a few

Any form

Of lust in you

Will tremble at my touch

I come down from heaven's light

I have all the perfect alibis

There's so much

[rinienne]

You’ve been waiting for this moment. Or maybe you didn’t, but it’s here nonetheless.

Rules and Regulations

(Set in the Serpent’s Song universe)

Pairing: Samifer (main), Destiel (side);

Rating: M

Word Count: ~6k

Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Family;

Summary: With two couples leaving under one roof, there bound to be some tension. Dean is trying to set ground rules about appropriate levels of public displays of affection. Lucifer declares war.

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