#fic: sastiel

[quietwingsinthesky]

heard we’re doing Sammy sundays again. I have a sastiel drabble :3 all fluff, I do promise.

The first time Sam hugs Cas, every thought flows out of his head to be replaced with an unexpected, overwhelming sense of calm. He can’t remember the last time he felt that, and as he greedily wraps his arms tighter around Cas, the feeling grows, a fire fed, keeping shaking hands warm.

For all that Cas has done — and Sam won’t say he’s not guilty, he is — Sam always feels safe with him.

Cas isn’t moving. Sam smiles, squeezing his eyes shut so he doesn’t cry.

“Now’s the part where you hug back,” he says, and copying him, Cas does.

[abyss55199794]

inspired by this old post by @fae-and-night

[lucylichtenweg]

The more plot holes has a book/movie/series the better the fanfiction

[transchesters]

inspired by this post. couldn’t stop thinking about it so i had to write this <3 ends abruptly but i could be persuaded into writing more 🫢

sam winchester was cursed to be an abomination before he was even born. the fates, or perhaps god himself, decided long ago that the youngest winchester brother would be lucifer's perfect vessel. sure, it was mary who made the deal with azazel — her youngest for john's life — but azazel would have wound up in little sammy's nursery, dripping his rancid blood into the baby's mouth.

somewhere down the line, sam accepted this about himself. he was an abomination, only a slight step away from the demons he hunted. when he drank from ruby, he believed it was worth it, that it was the right thing to do. he was saving lives here! but then, ruby was dead, and lilith was dead, and lucifer rose from hell. all because of *him*. he had let himself grow blind enough to be manipulated by the lowest of the low, all because she told him it would make him powerful. and if he was powerful, then he could do anything, save anyone.

how stupid he had been. he had let everyone down. dean, bobby... castiel. castiel, who should have killed him the moment they met. who forgave him each time he fell. who picked him back up, rescued him from the cage, and took on the burden of his memories. like sam was something worth saving, or protecting.

it's well past midnight when sam wanders into the main room of the bunker, rubbing at his dark-circled eyes, unaware of the angel sitting at the table who is leafing through old men of letter's records.

"sam. you look unwell."

sam blinks, though he isn't startled by castiel's presence. if anything, he is grateful for it. grateful and undeserving.

"shouldn't you be sleeping?" comes castiel's voice again, his brow furrowed as it usually is. his blue eyes are sharp and curious as sam walks his way, soon sitting down in the chair across from his.

"probably. doesn't mean i can," sam replies, peeking over to see what castiel is reading, but the angel closes the book before he gets a chance to. when sam looks up with a raised brow, the expression on castiel's face is unreadable. "what?"

"why is it that you still torture yourself, sam?" castiel questions suddenly, leaning forward as he rests his arms on the table, lacing his fingers together in front of him. when the only response he gets is a confused look from sam, he tilts his head and continues. "you have such a low opinion of yourself. even after all the good you have done, all the lives you have saved, you still think of yourself as the boy with the demon blood."

sam's face falls flat, and he stiffens in his chair. why did castiel have to be so perceptive, and so straightforward? "i dunno, man. we don't need to get into that right now," he mumbles eventually, averting his eyes from the blue ones that see right through him. he runs a hand through his hair, trying not to think about the last time his insomnia kept him up for so long.

"yes, we do. if it will ease your troubles and allow you to heal, then yes. we do."

sam thinks about that response for several seconds before he finally looks at castiel again, heaving a sigh. "why do you even care, cas? you said it yourself, the day we met. i'm the boy with the demon blood. that's what i am, above being a hunter, above being dean's brother, above everything." something about castiel's eyes urge him to spill his guts, and he suddenly can't stop talking. "i'm unclean. unholy. even after all this time, i still feel it in me. every time i kill a demon, i think about how good it would feel to drink it's blood, and then i hate myself a little more. i'm a monster, cas. i'm no better than them."

their eye contact is unwavering, and as sam falls silent, they are both still. castiel, who has become as precious to sam as dean, stares at him with a profound sadness in his eyes. sam deserves none of it.

"you could fix me," sam says suddenly, the idea hardly formed in his mind before he's latching on to it, leaning forward suddenly so he's closer to castiel. "you, you're the opposite of me. you're pure and just and perfect."

castiel blinks owlishly, his head cocked to the side in a way that makes sam want to weep. how can an angel sit before him like this and not feel anything but revulsion?

"sam, if i could heal you, i would. but there is nothing to heal. there is nothing wrong with you." castiel frowns as sam scoffs at his words, almost pouting. "there isn't. the demon blood within you is just a part of you. there is nothing to be done about it. you can fight your urges, and you can do the right thing. that's all that matters, in the end."

perhaps he means to sound reassuring, but sam just feels sick. he's shaking his head before castiel even finishes his sentence. "you're wrong. i’m wrong, on a molecular level. but you can help me!" without thinking, sam reaches out, grapsing castiel's hand in his own. he's surprised to find that castiel's skin is much cooler than that of a normal human. he's also surprised that castiel doesn't recoil from the touch. instead, their hands twine together like they have done this before. like their hands belong together.

"i want to help you," castiel says in a quiet tone, briefly looking down at their hands, feeling an unusual flutter in his chest. "what can i do for you, sam? i will do anything in my power." devotion is clear in his tone, but sam doesn't notice. he's too far gone into hating himself and trying to fix himself.

"it's angel blood. it's your blood — don't you see? you're the only one who can save me and make me right. because, despite everything, you're still here. you let me hold your hand and you heal me after hunts, even though i'm... me. but if you let me have your blood... it would cleanse me." sam isn't sure, really, where the idea came from. if he's been thinking about it for awhile, or if it all just clicked rather suddenly. but he is without a doubt that it will work. that castiel can save him.

castiel looks up from their joined hands and meets sam's eyes again. he takes in the human before him, tainted but lovely, cursed yet trying his hardest. perhaps he is right. demon blood is what ruined sam in the first place, so why shouldn't angel blood be the antidote? and even though castiel tries to rationalize it in his mind, he knows there is no point. because either way, he would say yes.

"of course, sam," he agrees quietly, an angel blade suddenly appearing in his hand.

"wait — not here. i don't want dean to..." sam trails off, because the thought of his brother walking in on this is simply too terrible to speak.

with a ruffle of invisible feathers, they are suddenly seated on sam's bed, in his simple room, devoid of personal touches that would make it truly his. castiel casts his eyes around, noting the differences between this room and dean's, who filled his with memories and mementos the moment they claimed this as their home. he returns his gaze to sam, sitting beside him so their shoulders brush. "it'll be okay, sam," he promises as he begins rolling up the sleeve of his trenchcoat, and then his white shirt, exposing his pale forearm.

sam stares at the soft flesh — unmarked unlike his own which is covered with scars — with a strange feeling in his stomach. he watches with apt interest as castiel drags the silver blade across his skin, a red line of blood following. the angel and the boy with the demon blood lock eyes again for a lingering glance, before sam takes castiel's arm in his hands and pulls it up to his lips.

[treacherousrift]

Castiel wearing nothing but sams flannel shirt 🗣️CASTIEL WEARING NOTHING BUT SAMS FLANNEL SHIRT 🗣️🗣️

[masoena]

New BB Event Poll

JPad - Sam Big Bang (JPSBB)

Who would be interested in participating in an event that focuses on Sam Winchester and/or Jared Padalecki as the core character?

- Fandoms: SPN and SPN RPF

- Crossovers allowed

- Mini Bang 4k words / 1 pce of art

- Big Bang 10k words / 2 pcs of art

- No AI art or fics permitted

- All ships permitted

- Jared or Sam must be the main character in the story and part of the pairing / ship if there is one.

Let's celebrate this multi-faceted character and human being with his own event.

I have been mulling around hosting a bang like this for some time, doing interest checking.

Please help boost the signal by reblogging after giving your vote.

If your yes is conditional on certain aspects please let me know in the comments.

[dark-dragon-8]

Sastiel where Castiel comes to talk to Sam about something while Sam is getting dressed (sitting on the bed) and as soon as the talk is over, Sam pulls Castiel into his lap and starts kissing him.

Destiel where Dean gets turned on by Castiel either beating him up (yes, I did just watch 5×18, how did you know) or killing people for him and they end up hooking up in a random Alley.

Wincest where, for pretty much their entire lives, Sam and Dean were each other's everything and can't even imagine a life, let alone a world without one another.

Where, when they have sex, they just bask in each other, in their world, because that's what they are to each other, they are each other's world, they do this to become one with one another physically, because they want to be as close as they can, because they're each other's other half and they need that in order to function properly.

Wincestiel where all three of them are the "weirdos" and "freaks" of the hunting world, where people are repulsed and disgusted by them because, they were demons, they were angels (angels also want humans dead, therefore they're the bad guys too), they started the apocalypse, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘎𝘰𝘥. But they've still got each other and love one another unconditionally. They'd burn the world down for one another without even a second of hesitation.

Where they also take turns being the Doms in the bedroom because they each like bossing the other two around and telling them what to do (Dean takes that role the most, though, his controlling nature doesn't like it when people tell him what to do).

Where everything above applies here and instead of boyfriends they say that they're each other's brothers. Because that's what Sam & Dean always have been and Castiel learned everything about humans from them, so when they call him their brother he knows, he knows that he's finally part of the family, that they care and love him more than anything in the world.

Just Wincestiel slowly but surely becoming each other's world in ways no outsider will ever understand.

[and-make-it-double]

idk why but queerplatonic sastiel have been taking over my mind lately

[sastielsmanuscript-draft]

[ladylilithprime]

[sleepyeepy]

need sam and cas bffs fic recs !!!! sam and cas being nerdy loser best friends is so important to me… like it is crucial to my physical well being >0< they deserve to geek out about ancient mesopotamia together PLZZZZZZZ

[moonpadalecki]

Castiel squirmed in the chair of his table while his neck started to sweat, his hands clutched together while he stared at Dean explaining the plan for this hunt, biting the inner cheek and trying hard to not overreact.

Sam smirked, his head leaning towards Castiel with a fake worried expression, resting his face on his hand, his hair dangling across his face making him look submissive and mesmerizing(As always).

"Are you okay Cas?" He said with fake worried and furrowed eyebrows. Castiel looking over him and clenching his fist against eachother, giving a subtle nod and glancing at Sam's pink and slight full lips, licking his own lips before looking back at Dean, cursing himself mentally to maintain a straight composture, the vibrator against his dick wasn't making this easier.

Dean looked over and raised his eyebrows, a worried loom over his face before brushing it off and thinking it was just a cold Castiel could easily cure and continued to explain, leaning forward and stretching his arms across the mapa-table and tilt his head. "You guys understand?"

Sam snapped out and looked quickly over Dean, giving him a smile and a quick nod, tangling his fingers together before looking over Castiel to affirm his accusation. "Yes, we understand." Castiel responded, biting his inner cheek as he watched Dean stare at the both and give a quick nod, watching how he stretched his limps with non-tiredness.

'If that's it, I'm going out at a bar." Dean spill out, huffing and walking pass Sam with a quick pat on the shoulder and targeted himself towards the entry of the bunker to quickly leave, going upstairs with his car keys and his wallet, Jack was out with some friends(finally social) and so they're alone.

Castiel let out a sigh and grabbed Sam by the shirt, Sam eyes widening in surprise before he was receiving a passionate kiss, moaning against the angel mouth before grabbing his arms around his neck, Castiel letting out a sigh of relief against Sam's mouth as he felt Sam turn the vibrator off. He leaned forward and opened his eyes to admire Sam's face.

"You really like testing my patience." He spoked short against his mouth, pulling Sam incredible height(Not weight, for him, Sam's easy to manhandle) on his lap and almost breaking the chair, grabbing his hips and roaming from inside his clothes, both kissing sloppy and breath taking.

Castiel hands slowly unbottomed Sam's shirt as they kissed with passion, finally closing his eyes as he sinned on his nature and-

[fandom-hoarder]

My Rec List Masterlist

While there are more individual recs to find under #my rec list, #wincest fic recs, and #spn fic recs, this masterlist contains all of the hyperspecific rec lists I've made.

Wincest Case Fic Recs

s8/Trials!Sam

Sam + coulrophobia fear kink Recs

Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) Sam Fics

Things that make me go “what is wrong with me 😳��” in like the least ashamed and most delightfully curious way possible + one more

Caretaker!Dean in the Bunker

⏳Timey Wimey Wincest Part 1: Ft. Older!Dean x Younger!Sam⌛

⏳Timey Wimey Wincest 2: Electric Boogaloo ⌛💜 Ft. Younger!Dean/Older!Sam 💜

Mary Finds Out/Reacts to SamDean ~ a rec list

Season 6 AUs where Sam comes back with his soul 

A Bibro’s Sastiel Rec List -for the canon-adjacent connoisseur-

Mid-Late Seasons Wincest (through s12)

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Reblogs With My Recs:

“Sam finds out” Dean/John fics

Sam calling dean or John daddy

late seasons crossdressing sam reblog

Soulless!Sam fic rec reblog

Wincest Fic Moments rec list

young/child sam fic rec reblog

brotherwives' deleted fics (qpr; gencest; weirdcest)

[wyncest]

the only people im calling "hellers" are stupid destiel shippers who are also wincest deniers because theyre are the stupid ones. Everyone Should Be Shipping Every Ship In The Book Like I Do. everyone should ship wincest and destiel and sabriel and sastiel and daddycest and jo/dean and Everything. i think it will heal many of you to ship all of them in various ways because it is simply more fun like that.

[ardentpoop]

sam and cas’s whole thing is built on cas performing metaphysical surgery (and the occasional brutally unethical experiment) on sam’s body it’s actually crazy. and sam trusts him implicitly with his body anyway!!!! bc he’s cas!!! like yes sam’s mind and sam’s body belong to dean but sam’s body also kinda belongs to cas in a way that dean can’t touch bc he doesn’t possess that type of power. what dean CAN do is use cas as a tool to enact whatever outcome is necessary/justified in the moment to keep sam standing.

[samlicker82]

"im sorry, every single song is about you"