#m; sam winchester

[bcrntortured]

Sam Winchester | open to anyone

panting by the time he makes it to the car, the door slamming shut. after a beat of silence, Sam speaks. "It could have been a lot worse."

[demondeanmp3]

Shut up, I like old movies. You can recite every Clint Eastwood movie ever made, line for line. Even the monkey movies? Yeah. Especially the monkey movies.

FRONTIERLAND SUPERNATURAL (2005)

[themistas]

SUPERNATURAL, 11.06: OUR LITTLE WORLD

[apocalyypse]

S4EP15 ★ Death Takes a Holiday

[undercovercannibal]

SUPERNATURAL 9.11 ⛥ First Born

[borgialucrezia]

"[Saying goodbye to Sam and Dean] was the most difficult thing to do, but in the most beautiful way. Because we earned the right to have that moment, and it was special, but it was really difficult and emotional." — Jensen Ackles, spndallas 2023

[miiilowo]

spn if it was epic

[anakinskywalkers]

Make that into a T-shirt. You done?

FRONTIERLAND SUPERNATURAL (2005)

[vhyunjinverse]

Diner Boy

m!reader x dean winchester (18+)

summary: he’s a regular, comes often but there’s never really a pattern. he sits with his brother, Sam, you learned. sometimes they’re smiling and having a good time, other times they look like they’ve just fought, but no matter what- they always sit together, and today you’ve caught his eye- Dean.

warnings: car sex, hair pulling, overstimulation

“He’s staring at you…” Your work friend, Charlie, had said. You were standing at the counter sorting the tickets. It wasn’t a busy day, but it wasn’t slow either. It kept you both working, with plenty time to talk. You gave her a small look before scoffing, “You say this almost everyday Char.”

“Well yes, but, Sam and Dean don’t come here everyday.” You catch her eye as she motioned over to the table she just came from not too long ago. “You are very pretty..you get mistaken for a girl often-“

“I don’t want to talk about that. And besides,” you pick up a tray of food, fit for another table, “I’m sure they’re staring at you, you just like girls and don’t take interest.” You give her a wink while she starts to giggle.

It was true, though. He was staring at you. Your beautiful frame, your curly hair fanning around your face, your perfect lips that pulled into a smile whenever you interacted with the tables to catered to for the night. Dean was watching, and you felt his gaze.

You could hardly work. His eyes made your legs week, and your pants tight. You felt hot but there was no sweat. Your hands shook while taking orders. You knew what you wanted, what your body screamed at you to take before the chance of a lifetime slipped away.

Your shift ended roughly at 10. You’re tired, body aching. You take off your apron before saying your goodbye’s to your coworkers. Charlie had left an hour before. It was raining outside, it made you groan. As much as you loved the rain, you walked to work, and walking in the rain meant an umbrella you didn’t have. “Need a lift?” you hear a voice behind you, a familiar one at that, his voice. Dean. You hear yourself chuckle, turning around to look at his tall frame. “No.”

“No? It’s raining like hell out here and you have no umbrella, and you say “no”?” He’s leaning against the glass frame of the wall. He bore a small grin, but those eyes..those eyes said so much more. You felt it. They trailed your body down to your hips, and rested before making their way back up to your eyes.

“Yeah.” you cleared your throat. “And if you’re done..” you look away, staring at the rain pour harder. The droplets beginning to splash against your legs and his boots. Dean moves closer, the soft clack of his shoes perfectly in sync with the rain. Where was Sam, you had wondered. “Do you..need a ride?” He asked again, lowly, fit only for you.

“…yes.”

the walk back to Dean’s beautiful car felt like forever. He shielded you from the rain, his brown leather jacket over your frame. His arm wrapped around your shoulder securely like you were the most precious thing in the world at that moment, protected..

“ha….ha fuck.” Your hand was lost into his short locs of hair, gripping on what you could. You breathed heavily into the small space of Baby’s backseat, suffocated. Dean held your waist, cock disappearing into your hole for what seemed like the hundredth time this night. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, sweaty forehead rested against your shoulder. “Dean..” you moan.

He shuddered, bottoming out inside of you. Your cock leaked against his stomach. You were so closed it rubbed just up against it in the right of ways. Your breathes came to a shuddering halt. Your heart seemed to drop into your stomach, and a clean wash fell over you. Your hands found their way to Deans shoulder, squeezing as you rode out another orgasm, your seed shooting lazily across you and Dean’s stomach. “You feel so good baby..” He groans. His hands tightened the grip onto your waist. While your body relaxed against his own, he sped up. Your body moved quickly against Dean’s thick cock. “So fuckin’ good.”

Your body rolled against his. Your legs felt tight, you tried your best but your body shook to its core. “Dean-“ You gasp, nails digging into his shoulder. He hit that spot inside of you so well…You couldn’t help the helpless whimper falling from your lips. “Almost there.” Dean grunts, failing to notice Sam’s name flash across his buzzing phone.

[mysterymachine67]

Would you be willing to do something for Sam with male reader? If so, maybe a subtop Sam?

Pairing: Subtop!Sam Winchester x M!reader

Summary: Sam was pent up. He’d been for so long and just now decided to ask you for help. So, here you two are now.

NSFW. Minors DNI.

Here you go! I’ve been busy so this came out late. Still working on other requests!

The feel of his cock ramming against your prostate sent the sounds of moans off of your tongue. His hands gripped your hips so damn tight you’re sure he’s going to leave bruises.

You pulled him down atop of you—crashing your lips together. You knew he was close. Just a few more praises and thrusts into your warm hole till he cums. His hips stuttered; a groan falling from his lips. One of his hands left your hip to grip your thigh instead.

It felt so good. So good to the point where you weren’t sure if you even wanted to tease him. But that feeling soon left and you changed your mind. “C’mon, Sam. You can do better than that, can’t you?” You huffed out. “You wanna make me cum, don’t you?” You were saying allll this stuff, but you knew damn well you almost came once he let out that groan. Sam nodded, swallowing the spit that formed in his mouth. So he switched your position. Grabbing your legs and putting your knees by your shoulders.

And once he shoved his cock back in it went straight to your prostate. Sending a moan from you that echoed in the room. Throughout the sounds that left yours and his mouths, you whispered praises and words of encouragement. Watching as he seemed to whine when you did.

When he was right there, you said something along the lines of “You’re perfect for me.” And that sent him off. Cumming inside of you with an erupt moan. He let go of your legs and felt as you wrapped them around his waist—pulling him closer into you. His hips stuttered and lost the pace he had set. Then Sam’s hand went down to your cock. It leaked and twitched desperately for attention, and Sam gave it just that. Pumping his hand so that you could cum also.

In a matter of seconds you did too. Hips lifting up in attempt to get more. But all you got were sparks of overstimulation.

Soon enough both of you were left panting and tired. But still, Sam got up and cleaned the mess you’ve both made. Telling you to rest even though you said you could help clean up. So that’s what you did. Letting out a sigh once he came to bed, wrapping his arms around you. The two of you soon falling asleep.

[alivedean]

sam + text posts bonus:

[bcrntortured]

❝ i ran here to catch you before you left. i need to tell you something. ❞ Tessa @ Sam via @tessastormrp

The last littering of his things had yet to return to their place in his duffle bag. With this case finished Sam would move onto the next. A cycle that never seemed to end and was steadily endured by motels and crappy food. But his hand stills, resting on the side of the duffle, concern etching it's way onto his face. "What is it? Is everything alright?"

[ananke-xiii]

Thinking about how in "Patience" Kelly tells Jack that he has an angel watching over him just like Mary told little Dean and how in "The Big Empty" the dead mother is both Mary and Kelly (Mary's not dead but she might be and anyway she was and that doesn't go away), how Jack is so ATTUNED to Dean's feelings that he feels his grief and that makes him awake Castiel in the Empty...

how "the Trauma Drama of the Gifted Child", the book that Sam reads in "Patience" while he surveils Jack through a monitor, is a book about children who are more emotionally aware and sensitive than others so much so that they they can become so ATTUNED to their parents' needs and expectations that they would do whatever it takes to see their parents' needs and expectations fulfilled while repressing their Self...

How Sam is the one who's actually trying to train Jack because he wants to find and save Mary Winchester...

How John trained Dean to help him in his revenge quest after Mary's death...

How Sam projects onto Dean in "The Big Empty" and tells him that he's acting like their FATHER while Dean replies he's not gonna be his (Jack's) MOTHER...

Yeah, The Gifted Child is totally Dean. Sam is more the John Winchester of it all, although his ways are obviously different and softer. And then Jack is also the Gifted Child and he's specifically too attuned to Dean's feelings to the point that he's willing to perform for him to placate him or see him satisfied (so, in a way, Sam was right just not for the right reasons).

My god, not that I needed more proof but my poor Jack was fucked up from, like, day 0. The amount of trauma he lived since day 1 on earth is. like. WOW. I mean. WOOOAH.

[themistas]

SUPERNATURAL, 11.06: OUR LITTLE WORLD

[apocalyypse]

money shot

s4ep6 // s4ep17

[undercovercannibal]

SUPERNATURAL 1.13 ⛥ Route 666