#sammysam

[youre-only-gay-once]

certain parts of spnblr simulator

😇 spn-screencaps-poster

spn season 12 episode 5

#spn #sam winchester #dean winchester #mary winchester

👿 bbyboydean

she was such a bitch here

🤠 sammysam

thank chuck they killed her off again

😇 spnmanlover

WORST. PARENT. EVER.

🧑🏻 castielinthetardiswith221b

i hate her guts but. wow. i would also choose john winchesters dead wife

[playtimepalace]

this is sam sorry for long

it’s so cute when you talk about being flustered irl by the things we talk about on here, ngl it makes me wet and then i have to walk around with dirty underwear and it’s Your Fault !! (joking, i love it)

i just Know you would be so fun to play with!! you’re just a sweet little horny baby and it makes me want to overwhelm you with pleasure until the only thing you can do is whine and drool and take it like a good boy <33

anyways,,,, got distracted,, i big agree with you abt like the intersection of omegaverse and transness, like different people have different ideas but i’ve always imagined male omegas like trans boys, with slick and two holes and it is Very Hot to me to imagine omega dicks as tdicks (or pre/non-t) bc they are very hot and belong in my mouth. also along that line i imagine female alphas to have girldicks bc girldick is hot as hell. do i just like dicks in general? hm. maybe this is making me look bad hshdkfnr

god. distracted again. i had a shower thought that turned into a whole ass fantasy about an alpha prince, who’s notoriously brash and reckless and shouty, and his kingdom is at war and he switches sides, and the other kingdom doesn’t quite trust him but they need the information he has so they keep him under the guard of a very kind and sweet (if a little immature and hyperactive) alpha.

they become friends, and they spar together, and shouty alpha always wins because he’s a very good swordsman. one day shouty smells a little off but sweet doesn’t think much of it, until he starts winning match after match. he’s getting concerned, after shouty accidentally cuts him on the shoulder, and sweet is annoyed at first but shouty keeps apologizing over and over which is so odd for him. shouty insists he’s fine and they keep sparring until sweet wins another match, with his sword tip touching the base of shouty’s throat. he’s a little smug when he says I Win again :)

but oh no! shouty collapses on the floor, onto his knees and when sweet kneels to look at him, he puts his finger under his chin and asks him if he’s okay, but shouty’s eyes are glassy and he just continues softly panting. sweet freaks out and yells for his sister, a healer, and the yelling makes shouty start giving off a very scared scent, and that’s when sweet realizes he’s not an alpha at all, he’s an omega and sweet’s show of (fake) dominance has pushed him into an early heat.

ok this got rly long sorry but the healer comes and tells him that shouty’s involuntary submission shows that he thinks of sweet as a good mate and it’s his responsibility to keep shouty happy and comfortable until he comes out of it because sweet’s scent is the only thing that will calm him through the heat. and sweet has to be soo careful and gentle with poor shouty, who when he’s not pretending to be an alpha is so very sensitive and vulnerable, and sweet has to carry him back to his quarters and hold him and speak to him softly (even though he can’t really understand the words he can understand tone) and fuck him so lovingly when he gets needy and desperate, whimpering and grinding on sweet until he pays attention to him.

tldr i love when tough guys break down (sometimes on accident) and have to let themselves be soft and taken care of <33

- sam 💃🕺💃🕺

firstly sammysam my lovely sam never apologize for long i love long!! esp long from you i'll never get enough💙💙💙

secondly auahauahguhghg 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 you dunno what that does to me, every time you talk to me like that I just melt ♡ its embarrassing- I get actual shivers sometimes, my face gets hot n' I just wanna....just would do anything to keep you going, just wanna make you feel as good as you make me feel!! would certainly help with that mess in your underwear if I could, n by that of course I mean get on my knees and make it worse 🥺

OKAY UM. blushes. onto the omegaverse!!

tdick and boycunt and girlcock!!! [raucous applause] forgot for a sec that cis people exist but they can play too i guess 🙄 (joking) but yea!! im with u all the way :3 and also cock on the brain is the correct mentality always im pretty sure

ok so the DELECTABLE little fantasy ooohhh my god. oh my god?

poor poor shouty who's already a bit at a loss since switching sides, he feels like he's doing the right thing, he knows he's doing the right thing, but it's so hard, he's in this new place, with none of his familiar comforts, has luxury still, yes, but none of his specific strategies to keep his facade bearable, and with all the stress and all the questions... well he may lash out more than ever, may throw himself into everything with extra fervor, a desperate compensation for that ache that won't leave, the neglected need to feel soft, to be treated as if he were delicate, to be cared for. He doesn't- shouldn't have those needs, that's what he tells himself anyway. He's competent, strong, independent, capable. Biology doesn't matter, he'd gotten this far, he'd figure out the rest. Even if it was hard. Almost impossibly hard sometimes. He still couldn't afford to waver.

The only saving grace in the hailstorm that was the emotions and hormones and swirling thoughts was his keeper, the other Alpha. Nobody calls the sweet man his keeper, not to his face, but shouty isn't stupid, he knows he's being monitored, but this guard…. well he was a saving grace as much as he was a damning one. How could shouty continue to swallow down his urges the way he had his whole life with sweet at his arm before he could even think to look for him? It was impossible to not open up to a man who was always there, always smiling, always seemed up for anything, never faltered at shouty's temper or impulsiveness, always seemed to care.

Shouty had lost that day before the matches had even begun. He tried his best, he threw himself into it like always, but his mind felt like he was wading through sand, or- no, maybe more like honey. Slow and warm and thick and...sweet. Sweet. Had the 'other' Alpha's scent always been so strong? Shouty's not paying enough attention, he's not focused, and- the cut is thin, not too deep, but it's bleeding, oh god, the Alpha-- his Alpha, he's bleeding, and it's all his fault. The apologies spill from his mouth, but they don't feel like enough, not when sweet is standing there trying to get him to stop saying sorry. Shouty's jaw snaps shut at what sweet almost certainly didn't mean as an order, but the words just carried that weight right now. So shouty swallows it down as much as he can, closes his eyes to steady himself, then promises he can continue, and then-- it's all a blur from there.

There's a sword to his neck and then the gentlest finger to his chin, the kind of touch you could just sink into, and then there's shouting, it's sharp, loud. Angry? No- panicked. But it's his Alpha shouting, why? What did shouty do wrong? He suppresses a whimper, sword clattering to the ground, out of his sweaty grip, when did everything get so hot? When did he get on his knees? Now it's not just his mind, his limbs feel like he's fighting against gravity trying to drag him down. He's vaguely away he's being move, looked at. Sees familiar faces but doesn't really see them, hears voices he can't bring himself to focus on- he's burning up on the inside, cramping from how hard his body's clenching, it's all too much, it's not supposed to happen now, not like this, not when he can't hide, and shouty's on the verge of a real proper panic attack, worsened by his emotional state, hands balled to fists, chin down, trying to handle it on his own like always, when... oh.

He's in his sweet, sweet Alpha's arms. When did he even get there? They're moving now, the Alpha carrying him like he's small, like he's fragile, like he doesn't weigh anything, and shouty... just lets out a soft sound and leans in, tucks his face into the Alpha's jaw. Accepts it. The Omega accepts all of it.

Shouty clings when sweet tries to set him down on his bed, blushes at his own neediness but grumbles about the distance immediately- and that sounds enough like the shouty that sweet's grown to know that the Alpha laughs, purrs, leans right back in to scoop him up and nuzzles against him, keeps him nice and relaxed. It's not long before shouty's squirming though, he can smell sweet's arousal just as sweet was well aware of his. But it's not just the scent and demeanor that's got sweet going, its that trust, it's all the sharp edges and defiant independence, all the showiness of prove melting away... it's shouty letting go, giving everything to sweet. It's just the two of them. Sweet strips the clothes from both of them slowly, carefully, curls himself around the other, skin to skin. And it soothes, but only for a moment. Cuddling was never going to be enough.

But urgency has been abandoned, panic melted away, they were going to indulge in each other, truly, properly, and they had all the time in the world. ♡

[mr-flamboyant]

#trending #viral it’s going down my brothers the #icon @therealkiloatl @iamraheemthedream @pastortroydsgb #sammysam the hit man at @centerstageatl #atlanta #georgia #stand #up https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl6R1INgkXw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[missatown2u]

We had our own #versuz back in the day shawty! Who remember #Kilo vs #SammySam @therealkilo #hitmansammysam #realatlanta https://www.instagram.com/p/B_nnxeshGNU/?igshid=qupta94pu284

[tattoon4life]

Lol to much #bass my bad you know #downsouth negus love that #808 #kilo #outkast #oompcamp #goodiemobb #pastorytroy #ti #youndbloodz #sammysam #three6mafia etc 🔥

[loxare]

Me: Ok BroSam. I want pj pants for Christmas

SamSam: You got it

Samothy: *gets me a comic*

Me, several months later: Ok SammySam. So birthday gift. Pj pants

Sammyzis: I understand

SammyMcSamSam: *gets me a onesie*

[vriska]

Yoo happy birthday! Hope you have a good one.🍾🥳

THANKS SAMMYSAM I LOVE U

[regalchaosiplier]

Sad & crying Septiceye Sam getting headpats from their best friend Septiceye SammySam! *SammySam is what I named my Septiceye Sam plush* I hope y'all like it! I was having a rough day so i drew this!

[the-darling-goblin]

Tag Game: I was tagged by @dontatmethanks

Name: Damien

Nicknames: Samien (like,,,only one friend calls me this so I think it’s special to them), Sammysam, Sage, big gay, dad ...I can’t think of anymore at the moment

Zodiac: Libra (I’m on the cusp of libra and Scorpio??)

Top three ships: Levihan, eruri, (We love same character multiple ships things), kagehina (it’s another anime. And it was the first three that came to mind)

Favorite fictional characters: there’s too many, I’ll name a few I talk about a lot:

Eren

Levi

..any of the aot veterans by this point tbh

...why am I running out of characters I literally love so many wth

Chapstick or lipstick: chapstick bruh

Favorite animal: dragons, red pandas, llamas

Favorite color: maroon

Favorite flower: I don’t really have one??

Last song I listened to: Mortician’s Daughter- Black Veil Brides

Last movie I watched: last one I remember was maleficent 2

Favorite scent: berry scents, forresty scents, whatever scent is around Earthbound

Last book I read: Stalking Jack the Ripper- Kerri Maniscalco

Favorite food: chicken or noodles

Favorite drink: literally anything with caffeine, or propel

Average sleep: about 5 hours, give or take a few hours

Height: 5’7ish

Favorite season: fall 1000%

Favorite movie genre: horror, thriller, sci-fi

Favorite music genre: alternative, rock, pop...anything the country honestly

I tag...whoever sees this and wants to do it

[majorxmaggiexboy]

it’s SammySam!

[noglitter]

#DogsOfInstagram #SammySam #TooCute #OfficeMascot #LoveHim (at Maidenhead)

[raspberrytummytickles]

Not For Kids

Title: Not For Kids Fandom: Supernatural Characters: Sam, Dean Summary: Ticklish!Sam; Sam looks at something he probably shouldn't have (Teenchesters)

Original Prompt: I haz prompt, babe! Bit shit as per usual, but at least I’m trying okay? How about Sam (who’s like… 14?) finds Dean’s late night reading collection and takes them to…. read himself…. and then Dean notices they’re gone and asks Sam if he’s got them, but some obviously denies, and then Dean tickles him until he admits it? And then Sam teases Dean because he owns then, and so Dean dishes out round two? You asked me to try and this is all my brain could come up with

Sam didn't know what interested Dean so much in those magazines he always hid. Dean never lets Sam look at them but they obviously are interesting if Dean reads them almost every night and drags them from motel room to motel room. His older brother just so happened to be out and Sam took the liberty to snoop through Dean’s things to find those damn magazines. Honestly, what was so amazing about them?

Sam found the stash under Dean’s mattress inside the linens. A picture of a had naked Asian woman was on it. Sam spent the next thirty minutes flipping through every magazine Dean owned. He still didn't get what was so interesting. Every picture made Sam blush from the crude positions the girls were in. It was gross. The motel room door twitched as someone tried to unlock it and Sam hid all the magazines under his pillow, grabbing his switchback knife Dean gave him for his 14th birthday.

Said brother entered the room with a grin, holding a bag of take out.  “Soups up, Sammy,” Dean stated, putting it on the table. Sam sighed, closing his knife and walking up to the table. Sam forgot about the hidden magazines.

Later that night, Sam was half asleep and watching a stupid show. Dean was going through his duffle before looking around his bed.

“Hey, Sammy?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you know where my magazines are?”

Sam paused, trying not to remember before blushing bright red. “Uh..no.”

Dean heard the hesitation and smirked. He walked over to his little brother and leaned over the back of the couch, chin on Sam’s shoulder.

“Can’t lie to your big brother, Sammy. Where are my magazines?”

“I don't have them,” Sam muttered, shifting guiltily. 

Dean sighed and buried his face in Sam’s neck, blowing a small raspberry. Sam squeaked in surprise, starting to squirm away when Dean easily lifted his baby brother into his arms and carried him to his bed. Sam was thrashing weakly in his brothers comforting hold, still feeling sleepy.

“Just tell me where you put them and I wont tickle you to death.”

“I don't have them!” Sam denied.

Dean grinned mischeviously at Sam and wiggling his fingers tauntingly. Sam gulped and pressed his arms into his sides in hopes to block Dean’s tickling but left his belly exposed. So Dean went for it. 

Sam threw his head back immediately, giggling as Dean poked and prodded his tummy. Dean smiled fondly, loving how he could tear his little brother apart with light touches.

“Dehehe nohoho!” Sam whined, eyes glittering with mirth as he weakly pushed at his brother’s chest. Dean darted a hand into Sam’s exposed underarm, relishing in the surprised squeal. “Dohohon’t!”

“All you have to do is tell me where my magazines are, Sammy. C’mon, just a little honesty.”

“Ihihi dohohon’t knohohow!”

“That’s a lie and we both know it SammySam,” Dean mock sighed and drummed his fingers along Sam’s ribs. The kid arched in laughter, his ribs being ridiculously sensitive. 

“Plehehease stahahap!” Sam begged, looking up at Dean with puppy eyes despite his laughter. Unfortunately for Dean, it just made Sam look more cute. Dean resisted his brother’s cuteness and focused once again on tickling the snot out of his brat of a brother.

“This is the punishment for stealing, Sam. Unless you admit to you’re crime, I'm just gonna keep tickling you.”

“DeheHEHEAN NOHOHO!” Sam cried out as Dean blew a raspberry over his belly. “NOHOT THAHAT!”

“Not what, kiddo?”

“NOHO RAHASPBEHERRIES!”

“But I thought you liked raspberries!” Dean teased, blowing one right in the middle of Sam’s belly. Dean’s little brother screeched, arching again and bursting into loud cackles, kicking his feet. Dean maneuvered over Sam’s legs and reached back, squeezing the knee caps. “I’m gonna ask again. Where are my magazines, Sammy?”

“IHIHI’M SOHOHORRY!”

“I know you are, little brother. Just tell me where they are and I’ll let you go.”

“PIHILLOW! UNDER MY PIHIHILLOW!”

Dean smirked, giving Sam’s neck and tummy a nuzzling tickle before leaning over and sliding his hand under Sam’s pillow. Sure enough, all Dean’s magazines were there.

“That wasn't so hard now was it?”

“Jeherk,” Sam coughed, panting up at Dean. He gazed over the magazines and huffed. “I didn't know you were having so much trouble getting a date, Dean. Those magazines are total shit but seem to be your type. Having trouble getting it up, big brother?”

Dean narrowed his eyes at Sam and tossed the magazines on his bed.  “Alright, that’s it!”

Sam was sent into another hysterical fit of laughter as his brother exacted revenge from his baby brother’s teasing.

~Fin~

[samsassinparvismagna]

Just young!Sam and ...um SammySam looking like he's daydreaming ^_^

[moonpaw]

Some of my favorite pictures of Samson! Or Sambo, or Sammysam, or whatever we end up calling him at any given point

[libertyskrollz-blog]

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