#i dont throw this term around lightly but i want his gender

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theres also an xmen 97 variant for magneto! i'd show you but i deleted the game. anyways, erik's luscious locks in 97 reminds me of castlevania dracula

no joke On My Life when i saw 97 magneto for the first time i thought the exact same shit almost immediately 😭😭

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So this is part of my prompt fanfics!

this is a reader x Sam (from spn) fanfic. the reader in this fic can be of any gender. I'll be using gender neutral terms but this fic is for she/her, he/him, and they/them readers. (becuse girls arent the only ones who read fanfiction.)

any way my dumb ass deleted this ask but it was going on a hunt with they boys and sammy being over protective-

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Ship: Reader X Sam (From Spn)

Rating: Pg13

Additional Info: loose fluff

Word Count: 1000

Fandom: supernatural

triggers: light cursing

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Request/ask from- @jamzm

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Send in more asks/prompts! :) NSFW and SFW are both aloud! Same with read x canon vs canon x canon!

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They had been on the road for over 12 hours now, stopping here and there for snacks and bathroom breaks but they still had 5 more hours to their destination and it was starting to wear on the three.

this was the first time the two Winchesters finally let you go on a hunting trip with them. it wasnt nothing to big just a simple low level vampire situation a few miles away from Cleveland, Ohio in some shitty old town, And of course being in a small care since Texas and still going, it was wearing on them.

The two boys were in the front seat arguing over whether The lead singer from ACDC sold his soul to a cross roads demon one of the many arguments started over the long and tiring care ride.

of course Dean was trying to argue with Sam about how he must of and sam..well he wasnt having it.

"Oh come on think about it Sammy, he got famous from a song about going to hell and glamorizing it. it makes sense-" dean said with a crack of a smile.

"yeah in 1979 Dean...he would of been dead by 1989. Ten years remember, you and I both know that's not how it works"

"okay but he could of fought off the hell hounds with that sick guitar of his-" he mumbled getting cut off.

"no Dean"

a chuckle came though from the back making them both turn to look at you, causing sam to hit dean over the head lightly. "the road!" he huffed before shaking his head before a new conversation started up quickly to pass the time.

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Once they arrived in Ohio they stopped at a little diner named "Ricky and Dickys" Dean of course found it funny so they stopped to get the "full hunters experience" but in reality he just wanted a cheese burger.

You sat with Sam as he went though his lap top,reading the same article over and over again.

The same article that lead them to this shit town in the first place. He was tense, not like normal but even more so.

He was nervous. I mean you usually helped around the bunker with small tasks but this was out in the field, this had danger to one false move and one of them could lose one another. So yeah he was nervous.

This wasnt like his normal hunt. This wasn't like working with dean on a vamp nest 10x the size. It was different this time. It was with you. Someone he tried to keep out of danger and now he was throwing them straight into danger.

Even with the trust he had in you already, all the training, all the research, everything. It was you.

"If anything happens-" he started breaking the silence between you two.

"Nothing will happen sam, I've been with you guys over a year now I'm ready to go in a hunt."

" you said trying to reassure the giant across from you. Only to get a look of worry back.He ment well he did. But again. This was you. He cared about you and was gonna be worried no matter what you said or did.

"Just..make sure your phone is charged in case we get separated, and make sure you still have that file of dead mans blood I gave-" he said starting to babble.

"Samuel I'll be fine. I mean I have one of the best hunters in the world as my boyfriend. I know all the tips and tricks. I'm not oblivious. I know a thing or two.

"I know I dont doubt you I just..." he gently put his hand over the others smiling sweetly with those puppy dig of his.

"I care about you. Alot..so just..be safe. Use your head..and eat up" he said softly taking his plate sliding it over to you"

"We cant hunt some nasty with being hungry now can we." He smiled like a fool. Smiling all dopey like a hint of worry still there but quickly fading as his bother joined them.

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When they got back to the motel dean went to his room, right next door. And sam followed you into theirs...he was exhausted, everyone was. It was a trap, it wasnt just a lone vamp, it was a whole nest now running right at them.

A slash here, a slash there landing on the three.

A head here, a head there off the vamps. It took a few sharp machines and some sweat to get them all wipped out. One by one..

He dropped his bag the moment they walked in. He wrapped his arms around the others wasit, letting the weight of the day pull the bath to the ground...this isn't what he wanted for the others first hunting trip.

This was a blood bath. It almost went..so wrong. If they didnt break down that door just a second later he wouldnt be holding them in his arms. He smiled gently holding the other in his arms. Leaving gently kissing on their cheek, on there neck, shoulders.

Anywhere he could get to before wrapping his arms right back around them. His vocie was shaky. Thinking about could of happened to his beloved.

"No more hunting trips...for awile. " he mumbled his voice breaking

"please no more..just for a few weeks. That was way to close. " he said softly

"we barely made it out..i..I miss calculate, I thought it was just one..it was so many.." he mumbled leaned over and over gently pecking their cheek.

"To close.." he mumbled with a frown. He sat there for awile holding on to the other.

He stayied like that for awile. Holding you in his arms, rocking back and forth ever so slight. Just holding each other. This was protection. It was sam Winchester trying to hold on to what was dear to him, emotionally and physically. He spent the rest of the night, kissing up their neck. And holding them close before falling asleep

So I dont think this is exactly what you wanted when you said overly protective sam but I hope you enjoy anyway! I always imagine sam being more emotionally protective over his partner rather then physically (of course he would still snap anyone's nal3ck who fucked with them. But- ) I always imagined him as a kind of, I'll kiss you cheek, and hold you while you cry. And imma worry bout you 24/7 Kind of protective rather then how I imagen dean would be the opposite more of protection physically. To his partner. Anyway enjoy. Already workin GB on your other prompts!)