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bloodfreak-boyking · 1 year ago
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while technically not a sam moment it still happens in his body so I'm counting it as a fav sam moment <3
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paranormal0z · 4 months ago
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I noticed something while watching S9 EP2 of SPN
Now I could just be overthinking this with my big autistic brain but I noticed something about Abaddon in the episode, it's small and was probably looked over by a lot of people but I thought it interesting. So we all know about Sammy and his powers, right? Yeah, demon blood, Boy King, whole nine yards. BUT. I noticed something about when Abaddon sends the demon possessing that one old lady back to Hell to announce her arrival or whatever. It's practically the exact same to how it looks when Sam did it back in S4. Sure it's a lot smoother and she can do it way easier, but she's a Knight of Hell and that ain't my point. My point is how similar and accurate it was. And like, we KNOW Sam would have got stupidly powerful if he kept doing down the Boy King route, so, it's not too far of a stretch to say some of his abilities were akin to the Knights of Hell, right??
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hexedwinchester · 10 months ago
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Sam in Hell...
imagine.. Sam in Hell, Lucifer ripping his flesh clean off his bones, piece by piece. Sam being awake for everything, feeling the cold blade of a knife cut into his skin, the blood pouring down his strung up body, Lucifer's cold fingers caressing the bloodied muscles before yanking it out. Sam is screaming loud and coarse, until his throat ruptures. His screams echo not just within the walls of the cage but through out Hell. And when Sam screams, it's music to every demon's ears.
Once the Boyking, Azazel's executioner and Lucifer's true vessel, now reduced to a screaming, snivelling mess. There are times when they can hear him call for Dean. The cry anguished and sorrowful but the demon laugh and cackle. The Winchester got what was coming to him. Sometimes they place bets on long he would last. Not that they have anything other than their freedom to bet on. But these days he starts screaming right away. Defiance crushed. They sing praise for Alastair, Hell's most skilled torturer, who died at the hands of Sam, whose torture pales in comparison to his mentor Lucifer. They sing for him, for Lilith, for Ruby, for all fallen demons.
After decades of screaming, there are whispers seeping from the cracks in the walls. The voices of the angels -one fallen, the other righteous- are loud. They talk of Sam's soul that's just as abused as his body is. They say a soul shines brighter than the Sun, but Sam's soul can barely light a candle. It's stretched, ripped, shredded and muddy. Like a dirty, rotten rag cloth. Demons know Hell is Hell even for their kind but at least they are not in Lucifer's cage like Sam. Sam is in a special kind of Hell, one that is personally crafted for him by Lucifer.
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renoftheshadows · 1 year ago
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Imagine if we'd actually gotten boyking!sam instead of lucifer trying to possess him. Forget about angels and apocalypse. I want Sam learning his powers inside and out and becoming unimaginably powerful and then mercilessly tearing through Hell to get Dean out.
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boykingofhellsam · 2 years ago
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Yall saying "he gave it rowena" yeah I know. But we didnt get SAM doing it.
The writers legit wrote this masterpiece
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then didnt follow through with it. Im so mad.
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fandom-hoarder · 2 years ago
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Inspired by some chat about s6!Dean on discord, and loosely piggybacking off my other boyking!sam imagines:
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S6 Dean, whose dreams are nightmares of Sam in Hell. Sam on fire. Sam calling out for him. Sam begging for Lucifer to stop.
Dean, whose nightmares also visit his waking hours. Who is constantly plagued by the question of whether these are just nightmares or visions from Sam's psychic link. Who drinks himself to sleep every night --not because it stops the visions (it doesn't) but to numb the pain of them; to his mind; to his heart. Who can't stop secretly searching for a way to save Sam, crying and screaming to Heaven when Castiel won't respond to his prayers.
Dean, who hugs his brother tightly when he finally sees him after a year, alive and whole. Who looks Sammy in the face after Sam rebuffs his attempt to talk about Hell memories, and asks him if Sam used his mojo to send him visions; if all those things Dean saw were real; if Sam was really screaming for him.
Whose stomach squirms with cold dread when Sam laughs and says no. Again.
Who --despite Sam being right there, within reach-- still doesn't feel whole himself.
Dean, whose visions of Sam being tortured don't stop even when they're back together. Whose entire being is wired with tension like he needs to be doing something; like he's geared for a fight; for a jailbreak.
Who can't get over the feeling this is how it was for Sam when Dean was in Hell; the feeling that some part of Sam is reaching out for him.
Dean, who looks at the beaten and bloodied body of his little brother --panting from enduring Castiel's soul investigation-- and demands the truth about his Hell visions.
Soulless Sam, who admits that he lied about it, because Dean had been having the visions even during the year Sam was free, so what good would it do to tell him they'd been real at first? Sam didn't know it was because his soul was still down there; he just figured Dean was dealing with guilt or PTSD -- none of Sam's business.
Dean, who tries his hardest to answer Sam back; to promise he'll get him out.
Dean, who alone bears the nightly burden of Sam's Hell memories willingly. When Sam has his first seizure, Dean gets hit peripherally with his first true vision since Sam was re-souled.
When Castiel breaks the wall, Dean goes down too.
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stellernorth · 1 year ago
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wait although sam never became the boy king of hell he indirectly put a new queen on the throne
imagine if they knew of him as boyking from a prophecy what was like uhh “with the fall of sam winchester a new ruler of hell will rise” and some know about him being lucifer’s vessel so they’re like. boyking. but it was rowena…
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wendibird · 2 years ago
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I second the motion!
Kind of wanting an AU where Sam goes missing (either from Stanford or they never find him during AHBL or something) and around what would be the season 4 era and shit's getting real, Dean is on the trail of this Big Bad Demon that's a General or the Antichrist or some shit, and when he finds him, of course it's Sam
Bonus points if Sam is a reluctant or semi-unwilling boyking here (I'm not into the over-the-top ooc boyking Sam takes) or -- even better -- if he's actually been working against the demon army on his own (with a few demonic allies...) and is himself trying to take down Lilith (in his own special demon blood way) but he Can't Be Trusted because he has black eyes and smells faintly of sulfur
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envythemouse · 11 months ago
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Whenever I read or imagine boyking!Sam I always listen to JT Music's Doom Eternal raps, no songs fit him better.
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"I came to raze hell, and leave it laid to waste You're overdue for it Lucifer, you ain't savin' face I'm a one-man show, but if I started a band You bet your ass that I'm makin' Satan play the bass." "Totally unholy, and impure - diseased With demons that wanna lock me down in quarantine" "And yet they're lookin' up to me like a false idol Shotgun on my side is my Bible."
"Now that the gates of Hell are unlocked Magazines are fully loaded, guns cocked They told me I'd be king when Hell froze over So did anybody notice that the temp just dropped?"
"Turn up the furnace, I'm burning demons like calories See I've been exorcising em, I'm finally feeling healthy."
"Goddamned if I get outdeviled, I found faith, now I'm awakened I'm tempted to test my mettle, if you're with me can I get an Amen? Hell with it, I'll take the reigns, I'm ready to break my chains Then I'll set myself free, singing: 'My devil ain't ever outdeviling me!'"
"Now I need to crash this demonic convention And kill every fuckin' body."
"Whether you're demonic or divine, pray tell Why did you wake me? You just raised hell I'm made in God's image, flyer than an angel But they set some ground rules by which I don't play well." "I put angels in their graves, got 'em rollin' in the ground Cause before their death I told 'em that I'm 'holier than thou'". If those lyrics aren't perfect inspiration for king of hell!Sam, I don't know what is.
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the-gray-ghosty · 2 years ago
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Young boyking!Sam with This picrew
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boykingofhellsam · 2 years ago
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I refuse to believe Sam doesnt have a demon fanclub.
Like imagine a small group of demons fangirlimg over the boyking of hell. Jealous that meg possessed him and that ruby is a demon sam trusts. Like imagine them trying to find sam and they make it a competion on how many times they can get exorcised by sam -it stops when they starting using the knife.
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wrdlbrmpfd · 4 months ago
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It got worse in the later seasons. Let me just rant about s 15. They made Rowena Queen of hell, but in a later episode we were told he had to fight her position but it never got resolved if she stayed Queen.
Instead of those bad filler episodes like the hero's journey, the episode with the wood nymphe, the episode in the motel with flashbacks to their childhood etc etc. they could've give us witch Sam, learning from Rowena. Or instead the short AU flashes they could've gone with an AU episode where Samifer and Michael-Dean actually faught the apocalypse. Or Demon Dean with demonblood junkie Sam or Boyking Sam rescuing Dean from hell. There were so much opportunities the writers wasted bc they didn't have the imagination or the balls. Or lacked both.
The sad part is, the antichrist kid, Jesse, was really interesting. He had no idea what the hell he was even causing to happen. He just believed in old wife's tales like all kids do and then this supposed holy being wanted to murder him instead of even telling him what was going on, even when Sam tried to plead with Cass about it. The kid had to leave his parents and the life he knew to protect them too. It could've been interesting to have seen what had become of him.
Right?? Why did they just drop him?? The way they had some interesting set ups for arcs they just said, fuck it. Grrrrrrrrrr.
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idreamofhazel · 7 years ago
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Ohhh lyrics! "I was a lover, before this war/ held up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded door" I feel like this is a Sam one, but don't feel obligated.
Yep. I held onto these. Lyrics are golden inspiration!
Sam was hunting a demon alone. The way he wanted to hunt, Dean would never allow. So he left. And with his training, he made sure he couldn’t be tracked until he wanted to be. 
The demon was held by a devil’s trap in a shed behind the house of the man it was possessing. The home had no neighbors in sight, affording Sam the silence he needed. 
His hand was raised towards the demon, his questions hadn’t been answered, and blood was just beginning to drip from his nose when the shed door flew open. 
Sam broke his concentration and pulled a gun out towards the woman who had entered the shed. 
“Stop!” Sam shouted. “Who are you?”
The woman threw her hands up half-heartedly, smirking as she tip-toed around the devil’s trap. 
“I said stop!” Sam shouted again. 
“Alright. You got me,” she said, stopping in her tracks. “But it doesn’t look like you have this guy yet. Want some help?”
Sam kept his gun raised and his eyes on the woman. “Answer my questions. Who are you and how did you find me?”
The woman sighed. “The name’s Y/N, and I’ve been tracking you down for some time now. The rumors about Sam Winchester’s...less than conventional abilities have gotten around, and I wanted to see if they were true for myself.”
“Are you a demon?”
Y/N laughed, stepping into the devil’s trap and then back out again. “Human, full-blooded. But you... could you do that?”
Sam’s face scrunched up in a snarl. “What do you want?”
“To join you, Sam. To help you. We have something in common. These hunters, they don’t get us. They don’t even tolerate us. Given the chance, they’d just as soon shoot us with a silver bullet as they would a werewolf. So we have to go our own way. We have to do what it takes to win this war because they sure as hell won’t.”
“You have powers?” Sam asked, his gun still pointed at her. 
Y/N stuck out her own hand towards the demon and twisted it like she quickly turned a doorknob. The demon’s neck bent at an odd angle and snapped. Orange light flickered and went out across the man’s skin.
Sam lowered his gun. “I wasn’t done interrogating him yet.”
Y/N strolled towards the door, looking back at him. “We’ll catch another one.”
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samwinlover-blog · 7 years ago
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Of Dark and Broken Things- Part Two: A Man Named Sam Winchester
Pairing: implied/eventual Sam x reader Characters: Crowley, Dean, Sam, Cas, a few random demons and many many more Warnings: angst, violence, gore, drama, swearing Summary: (Y/N) has been different her entire life, and she knows it too. She’s grown up feeling like an outcast for the things she was able to do, the unnaturalthings she was able to do. But then she meets the Winchesters, and things are better for a while. Until they’re not. When (Y/N)’s past finally catches up with her, and the Winchesters have a front row seat to the madness, what’s going to happen next? And, more importantly, who’s able to survive the chaos? A/N: If you liked what you read, don’t hesitate to leave a comment:)
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In the weeks following that dream, Chicago was wrecked by a string of natural disasters. Fires, storms, and even earthquakes, rocked the city to its core and left a trail of rubble in its wake. Everything, including your small apartment, was left with a layer of dust as the days went by. 
Chicago: the city you’d finally settled down in after a lifetime of running. The city where you’d gotten your first real job, your first real apartment, deposited your first real check and called your foster mother for the first time in years. This city was a home of firsts for you, and you knew its blood ran deep in your veins. 
So, that made it even more troublesome, that your abilities were somehow linked to everything that had happened to your beloved hometown. 
It didn’t make sense, it couldn’t have even been possible, but you knew they were connected. You didn’t have any actual evidence, only a feeling. A feeling so similar to the one you’d had in that bookstore in Phoenix so long ago, that you knew you’d be a fool to ignore it. To ignore what your gut was telling you to be true. 
But, none of that changed your initial shock and terror, when two armed men in flannels came bursting through your door one night. 
“What the hell?!” You kicked the blankets off your lap and jumped out of bed, “Who are you?!” 
When neither of them answered, just nodded to each other and kept their guns pointed at your head, you decided to take matters into your own hands- literally. 
You raised an arm, summoning everything dark and twisted within, and then closed your fist- expecting your veins to turn black from the sudden use of your power. But they didn’t. 
In fact, nothing happened at all. 
You looked at your hands, and then the two men standing in front of you, and tried again. Still nothing. 
It felt like there was a block, something unseen that was shoving your magic back down every time you tried to use it. You’d always struggled to control the darkness, to only let it out in small doses, but this was something different entirely. Deep in your chest, you could literally feel it screaming to get out, to be freed from whatever was holding it back. And, quite honestly, any other day it might have been a relief. 
But not then, not in that moment, because you still had two enormous men standing in the middle of your apartment with guns pointed in your direction. 
“Yeah,” The shorter one smirked, “That’s not gonna work anymore, sweetheart.” 
The taller one finished the sentence, with a glint in his eye you couldn’t quite place, “There’re so many hexes and spells cast over this place- don’t try anything stupid.”
You inhaled, suddenly terrified by the idea of what was coming next, “Who the hell are you?!” 
“My names Sam Winchester, and this is my brother Dean,” The tall one jutted his chin towards his brother, “And we hunt monsters like you for a living.” 
Wait.. ‘Sam Winchester?!’
                                                  One Week Earlier:
“Hell belongs to you, Sam...... you and another as well. Find her, go to her, find her, go to her.....” 
Sam jolted awake from yet another nightmare- every night, always the same for the past year and a half. There was a hooded figure, dressed in black with a willowy frame, calling out to him night after night. Sleep had never been his forte, but this was getting unbearable. 
At this point, Sam knew he wasn’t going to go back to sleep, so he stumbled into the kitchen and found his computer instead. Hunts had been lazy, slow, nothing more than quick salt and burns without any action for the past few weeks. And he knew that both him and Dean were itching for some action, in all honesty it was driving them nuts.  
When the two of them were alone, with nothing better to do, they seemed to focus on reality a lot more than usual. And, at that point in time, reality was god damn insanity. 
This was entirely due to Sam, and these strange abilities he now possessed. At first they were just visions, headaches and nothing more, but these visions started coming true. He’d see supernatural deaths before they happened, every single time. 
However, it was more than that- there were parts of it Sam hadn’t dared tell Dean. These parts were buried deep, but still were there, and the younger Winchester felt them calling to him every day. They whispered and whorled somewhere beneath his chest, and made the darkness feel inescapable. Like it was some form of fate even he could not cheat. 
                                                       The Present
Sam felt his finger tremble over the trigger of his gun, as if for the first time in his life he couldn’t bring himself to pull it. To shoot the barefoot girl standing in front of him in skimpy pajamas. 
But it wasn’t because of the way she looked, frozen there with her hand held up to stop them, there was something else about her as well. He’d called her a monster, but that had just been a front. In truth, when he looked into those night-black eyes, he felt a tug. A kindredness he’d never felt before in his life, not even with his brother. Or Jess. 
There was something about this girl, who looked to be around his age, maybe a little bit younger, that made him think twice. He could feel the parts of himself that he'd been running from wake up once more- those dark and glittering parts that now felt like a beast in his stomach. Pick her, she’s the one, she’s yours, they seemed to chant. 
Weeks before, he and Dean had pegged this case for a witch, and a god damn powerful one at that. The omens were everywhere: fires, earthquakes, storms, power outages- this girl had single handedly wrecked the city of Chicago. 
But now, staring at her from across the barely lit bedroom, Sam knew she wasn’t a witch. He didn’t know how, he just knew she was something else entirely. Something special- he just didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing yet. 
So, he tried, and failed, to follow his brother’s example- standing there with his face a mask of deadly serenity. He couldn’t bring himself to lower the gun, but he also knew he could never bring himself to pull the trigger. 
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fandom-hoarder · 1 year ago
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Bestie this is pulling me out of my funk and now I'm stuck here thinking of blood junkie John and demon Bela
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Imagine Bella and Ruby being in different Hell factions... Wait.
Ok, John never died, because instead of Azazel wanting the gun and his life for Dean's, John agreed to drink Azazel's blood to save BOTH his boys. But he can't let them see what he will become, so Azazel fakes John's death as part of their deal.
John's first taste of demon blood is from Azazel's mouth when they seal the deal. He may not be the promised boyking, but the blood does awaken something in him. Azazel gives him just enough to feel that rush of power. Lets him hunt monsters and (unbeknownst to John, though if it weren't for the blood addiction he might think about it) enemy faction demons.
And John resents Azazel as much as he needs him, because no other demon's blood measures up. But when Azazel disappears and leaves John craving for days, he finds out Sam was kidnapped for Azazel's boyking battle royale anyway, and of course he shows up at the hell gate "as a ghost" and helps them kill Azazel.
Then John walks into Hell to look for the demon that holds his contract (and someone to bleed for his addiction). He doesn't find out about Sam dying and Dean selling his soul until he's already in Hell.
Time doesn't move fluidly for him down there, but it's not one month = ten years, because most of his time down there is spent hunting and bleeding demons, not being tortured in a time loop.
At some point, he's approached by Bela -- who took up demon status quickly down there and girlbossed her way into Crowley's circle (they're both double crossing each other, but they're also both against Lilith's faction). Bela tells John Lilith has his and Dean's contracts, and helps him get topside via Crossroads.
Bela's blood is the best he's had since Azazel.
Her pussy is the best since🤐🤐🤐
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ruby2sdemonblood · 3 years ago
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sam deserved to have more people be obsessed with him and its dark
give me john breaking into sammys apartment, watching him sleep and stealing things that could be passed off as "lost"
give me "brady" saving sam from some creepy guys at a party and introducing him to jess so he could go out and kill them for touching his boyking
give me jessicas ghost following sam around and doing everything in her power to separate him from any other girl he gets close to
give me michael watching over sam from the heavens and in the cage, shielding him from the worst of lucifers torment
give me rowena discreetly placing as many protective charms over her samuel as she could and begging him to kill her because she couldnt imagine her last moments being with anyone else
hell, give me adam, who only said yes to michael so he could keep his big brother safe and tried so desperately to save him from the cage, and the agony he would face
or even lenore, who, when she desperately needed to feed, always sought out tall men with shaggy brown hair and eyes that could both break and fix your heart in one blink
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