#sam crack

[jackalspine]

@schnuffel-danny hehehe

regarding this post: from schnuffle

[sandushengshou]

Interview with the Vampire | 2x08 “And That's The End of It. There's Nothing Else”

[lizleeships]

Perils of dating a dude with wings (AKA One day I made a really schmoopy drawing and simply couldn't leave it unruined.)

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[reallyunluckyrunaway]

Jim Beaver is a treasure ...

[zevampirex]

Dream team✨

[crookedmime]

A most holy man indeed.

[yuuchama]

Sometime during the VDC training camp, when everyone on team Night Raven is sleeping over at Ramshackle Dorm:

Ramshackle Dorm has no shortage of spare rooms, but their condition is another story. You've managed to get enough of them decently clean. They're not as nice as your room, which has had far more time invested in it and is well lived in, but your groupmates should be able to spend a few days at the dorm without issue and are more than free to tidy up rooms as they please.

Yet on one of the first nights, you hear the door of your room creak open. It's dark and you can't see the intruder, though you know it's not one of the ghosts. The approaching footsteps aren't as heavy as Grim's, even after he's cleared out the entire fridge in one sitting. You're also pretty confident Grim is fast asleep beside you.

"Hello?" You groggily lift your head and call out to the intruder. If it's anything malicious, you hope the ensuing scuffle will cause enough noise to wake everyone else up.

A weight pushes the edge of your mattress down and there's a gentle touch at your shoulder. "Prefect, do you mind if I spend the rest of the night here?"

"Jamil?"

You almost don't recognize him in the dark with his hair down. You feel around for a bedside light. Grim groans in his sleep when it clicks on and turns over, shielding his eyes with tiny arms.

Jamil looks exhausted. "Please, I'd really appreciate if you could let me sleep here tonight."

"Yeah, sure. Of course." Maybe it's the sleep addling your brain or your trust in Jamil. You see no reason to turn down his request and didn't question why he was coming to you instead of Kalim. You nudge Grim over to make room for one more on the bed.

The vice housewarden does his best to fit in the cramped sleeping conditions, assuring "I'll pay you back for this. Thank you."

He's turned towards the wall, back touching your side so that he doesn't fall. You wait to make sure he's fully secure in bed before turning off the light. In the calm that follows, you notice he's almost imperceptibly shaking. Sure, the dorm is cold, but not that cold. Especially with three in one bed.

"Jamil, are you okay?" The longer you spend awake, the more concerning this whole situation feels.

"I'm fine. Goodnight, Prefect." Jamil already has his eyes shut and seems adamant about not discussing things further.

"Okay... Goodnight."

You lay down and silence settles over the room once more. It's really warm between your two friends. Sleep is quick to catch up to you, you find yourself nodding off within minutes of your head touching the pillow.

Before you fully drift off, Jamil turns to face you. His hair drapes over the side of the bed and he places a hand on your pillow, lightly grazing your cheek.

"Thanks again," he whispers. "I feel a lot better with you here. Your room doesn't have bugs on the wall."

[mrswhozeewhatsis]

BWAHAHAHA!!!!! I want art of this. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Two for One

No pairings, just Bunker Shenanigans

A combination of prompts from @ericaprice2008

“Whoever did this better be armed, because I am NOT holding back!” Dean’s voice bounced down the hall to you and Sam in the kitchen. As much as you loved the Winchesters, you knew to keep your mouth shut in times like these. Sam’s brow pinched and he shook his head, hair fluttering just so. Dean stormed in, searching for a fight.

“Uh—”

You looked at Dean and back to Sam, one grinding his teeth and the other picking his jaw off the floor. “How did that even happen?! You don’t exactly sleep that heavily.”

“You tell me, Sammy!”

“I didn’t do it! That kind of dye would have stained, it’s like friggin’ Indigo.”

“I think it looks good on you.”

“Don’t you even start with me!” Dean barked, “alright, hands up.”

You and Sam held out your palms for inspections, both leaning towards innocence. Dean huffed and stormed back to his room. An hour later he was back with a ball cap low over his eyes, a bag full of Just For Men in different shades of brown.

“Finally trying to cover the gray, huh?”

“Shut up and help me, will ya? I don’t exactly have any experience with this crap.”

So, you did, getting Dean’s hair back to something close to his natural shade, though the sheen from the blue still seemed to peek through in certain lighting. You kept that detail to yourself, letting him nod in satisfaction at himself to you through his reflection. The next morning, it was Sam who woke with a shriek.

“Uh, guys?”

There was nothing you could do, because it was a look you would have never imagined possible on the gigantic man. But there they were, perfectly spaced corn rows tied off in clear rubber bands at the base of his neck. Dean and you were in tears before Sam could beg for rescue. In fifteen minutes, you had Sam’s locks freed, if crimped from the tight braids.

Sam grabbed your wrist as you set the leftover hair ties on the tabletop. “You know what this means, don’t you?”

“You guys pissed off the wrong person?”

“No, it means you’re next. Might want to add some warding or barricade your door tonight.”

“I��ll be fine, Sam. But thanks.”

“Thank you.”

That night you crawled under your covers and sighed into the quiet. “Nice job, Gabe. But you better hit me up too, unless you want them to start guessing it was me.”

The only response you got was a gentle chuckle and a tingling along your scalp.

[strawlessandbraless]

Dean forgetting his own name, calling a lamp a light stick - but sees a bloody handprint and immediately starts obsessing about his angel

GIF Credit

[raileurta]

Due to miscommunication and rumors transformers are led to believe that humans are the descendants of voracious unbeatable metal eaters who could consume a whole bot in an hour.

This doesn't change as much as you think it would but enough to alter events.

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Tired AF Sam after defeating Megatron : Uggggh I really need to eat.

Optimus dying a little inside: I see.... enjoy yourself.......

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*when Mirage & Noah first met*

Mirage: Oh my God please don't eat me bro. I promise you I'm not tasty.

Noah: (The fuck) I won't???

Mirage: Thank the allspark I'm too young to die yet.

Noah: ??????

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*Charlie nawing on a spoon*

*Bee scooches away*

Charlie: Whaw-t?

Bee: (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠) ......

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This is purely crack and I wanted more content on humans being scary to the bots.

[sandushengshou]

[sammybeann]

[lizleeships]

...they're idiots, your honor.

*Bernie Sanders Voice* I am once again thanking spn-lesbian for the incomparable inspo

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[reallyunluckyrunaway]

[mishaesque]

obsessed with this shot from dead in the water in which the guys shouting from the dock are clearly two completely different people in sam and deans clothes but like???? they didn't even get the height the right way round?????

[iforgotmymeds]

“He may be the most powerful being in the universe”

The being in question:

He’s literally just a baby :,)