Prompt word: Unicorn
Summary: "And you always told me they don´t exist."
A kind of magic
„Why´d you lie to me?“
Quick turn on his heels, head cocked to the side with a frown, more than a little conflicted between outrageous denial and which time?
“Don´t really understand that question, Sammy.” Guard up, carefully treading this unstable conversational grounds.
“But it´s lit´rally right there. Right behind ya. An´ you always told me they don´ exist.”
Sam´s voice edging towards whiny, Dean´s finger finding the trigger. A slow 360, scanning every inch of their room, hard-learned scrutiny: Hideous pink-striped curtains, an antique dust-covered pot flower kinda looking like it´s patiently awaiting its chance for world domination. But no threat.
Lowering the gun, eyes wandering back towards the 6´4 feet of little brother currently sprawled out on the bed by the window. The corners of his mouth rise. Oh, this is going to be good.
“Told you what doesn´t exist, Sammy?” All wide-eyed innocence, while his hand´s slowly reaching for his phone.
Unlock, voice recorder, start recording.
“Whaddaya think, idiot, the unicorn!”
Sam, completely serious, finger pointing agitatedly at a spot behind Dean´s left ear.
“How come you don´ see it? `S all shiny and sparkling.”
Teeth biting down hard on the inside of his cheek and keep it together now!
Because Sam´s face. Features more familiar than his own, stuck between impatient exasperation at his brother´s incapability and honest distress about him not seeing the sparkling magical creature he´s so fascinated by. And it makes him want to laugh but it made him want to cry, too.
“Don´t you worry your pretty little head, bro, I see something so much better right now.”
Going for teasing and missing by miles, truth slipping out between the syllables and damn it, but he feels that the thirty stitches holding his little brother´s side together right now are making him a little entitled.
“But Dean, you need to see ´t, this might be our only chance!”
Adamant and completely lost to reality, stuck in a world where showing his brother a unicorn is worth popping his stitches for. Luckily for him, Dean is faster. Before Sam can push himself up he´s there, hands placed on his shoulders.
“Hey, hey, relax, man, okay? I´m sure the unicorn´ll still be there tomorrow. You can show me then, alright?”
Eye to eye, green to brown, brother to brother. Tension melts out of tired muscles and Sam sinks back down. Not defeat but unconditional trust.
And finally, their last dose of heavy-duty painkillers proving to be worth the money they didn´t pay for them. Breathing evening out, eyes slipping shut, body going limb and it feels like the whole room breathes a universal sigh of relief.
Kid never did know when it´s time to let go. Guess that makes two of us.
“Sleep well, Sammy.”
Heaving a sigh that´s equally relieved and resigned. Stopping the recording. Saving it in the file with little-brother-blackmail-material, even though he already knows he´s never going to use it for that.
Saving it anyway, just because he knows there´ll be times when he´ll want to remember how his brother sounds when he jabbers about unicorns like he doesn´t have a care in the world. Times that might already come tomorrow, when Sam´ll wake up to a stitched wound that would´ve killed him had it been a little further on the right and he´ll have to tell him they were all out of drugs.
And money. And hope.
Tired legs carrying him over to the chair by the door, eyes lingering on his brother´s sleeping form.
Well, maybe not hope.
Mumbling, to himself more than anything else: “Hope you dream of unicorns.”
Summary: In which Dean was not killed by Lucifer in the showdown of 2014. In which Dean got his hands on an archangel blade. In which Lucifer is dead and Sam is, miraculously, still living. In which Sam tries his best to grow plants in the dried-up earth.
Word Count: 7772
Pairing: Gen, with minor Dean/Risa
Notes: Written for ohsam's Celebrating Sam 2017, based on the prompt 'pomegranate'. Set during the end-verse. Cas POV.
Read on AO3 and LJ
Characters/Pairings: Sam, Max, Alicia, Dean, Sam/Max, Sam/Dean
Warnings/Tags: early s12, brotherly negotiation, possessiveness, Sam-healing, metaphysical sex
Word Count: 1200
Dean wants to know what Sam does up there, in Canada.
(Sam does witches.)
Fourth part of my Sam/Max, witch twins/Winchesters series, Foxes.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte
Word count: circa 1760
Summary: When Dean finds out that Sam didn't really search for him during his time in Purgatory, Sam thinks he can rebuild their relationship. He thinks he can make it up to his big brother. Unfortunately, Dean has the same idea - just a different way for Sam to go about it.
Spoilers: season 7 set so none
Warnings: dark!Dean, rape, non-con drugging & blood drinking & touching, imprisonment, hurt no comfort, suffocation, ill!Sam, helplessness, hopelessness, ambiguous ending that might be triggery
Disclaimer: SPN isn't mine.
( Blood )
Characters/Pairings: Sam/Max Banes (background: Sam/Dean, Sam/others), Alicia Banes
Genre: hands-free? metaphysical intercourse?
Warnings: consent issues, body/boundary issues, post-trauma accumulated Sam-issues
Tags: not exactly sexual healing, flashbacks, witchery, witch twins, S12
Summary: It’s OK, Max says, I’m a witch.
Notes: Comes after Five-Pointed Star.
Companion for Double.
Rating: Teen to Mature
Pairings: N/A, Gen (platonic soul mates)
Summary: For the Sam Winchester Big Bang on tumblr this year! "Bar fight. Don't tell Dean. I don't want to hear it. You just... You understand best. You get it best, y'know? You get me." Death brings Sam back — sort of. A domestic, curtain-fic sort of piece that explores different sections of what makes Sam Winchester. An alternative to S07E01, where raising our boy's soul doesn't go exactly to plan.
Warning for psychological issues, mental anguish, mentions of torture, and so on. Also has minor self-harm (unintentional harm) and violence.
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ART MASTERPOST (potential spoilers ahoy)
Characters/Pairings: Sam, Dean, Max Banes, Alicia Banes, Sam/Dean, Sam/Max (sort of!)
Tags/Warnings: post-trauma, hurt/comfort, psychic abilities, healing, dream sex,
Sam-centric, hurt Sam, sick Dean, witches, ghosts, demons,case, Canada, witch-twins!!
Spoilers: S12, 12 x 06, 12 x 11, not necessarily canon-compliant.
Summary: I don't do witches, Sam says, though that's Dean. Smiles.
Max called and Sam ditched the books and his sky-pale, cranked-up, still-hacking brother and climbed in the car and drove to Canada.
Author: Excoyote (Brokenlittleboy @ AO3)
Warnings: Sexual content, bodily harm
Summary: After suffering the loss of the love of his life at Cold Oak, Dean tries to make a deal with a demon and gets refused. Insensate with loss, Dean takes Sam's body to a cabin in the woods to figure out what to do next. He knows only one thing: he's not capable of living without Sam. After several days, it becomes apparent that he won't have to when Sam's ghost appears to him. Sam's psychic abilities permit him several peculiar powers, and it's up to him and Dean to figure out what happens next.
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Summary: Sam had lost his brother for a hundred Tuesdays, and then for six lonely months. Time is still counting down to the moment he loses Dean for good to the fires of hell. One thing Sam knows for sure, he is not letting his brother go now.
Links: AO3, FF, LJ
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Genre: Gen, hurt/comfort
Word Count: ~4500
Spoilers: Contains spoilers from 12x08 and 12x09
Summary: It had been forty-five days so far. Forty-five days separated from his little brother, and it was driving Dean insane.
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Characters: Sam, Dean, others.
Warnings: blood; brooding; mind the film title...
Summary: S11, AU, written for spn_cinema, inspired by Jim Jarmusch’s existential 1995 Western, Dead Man.
Sam magics the Bunker shut and drives west, no longer young, drives until the empty interstates sort to sense and the wild croons louder and soft.
Notes: *Apsáalooke --the name of the tribe sort of in their own language, filtered into English as Crow.
Author: Excoyote (brokenlittleboy @ AO3)
Characters: Dean, Sam, Mary, Castiel (briefly)
Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, minor spoilers for 12.01 (mostly a speculative fic)
Notes: deals with hurt/comfort, trauma aftermath, and gender issues (Sam is a transwoman)
Summary: Post 12.01. Dean, Mary, and Cas come to Sam's rescue from the brutal tortue done by the British Men of Letters. There's a bit of another problem, too--Dean didn't want to out Sam without her permission, and he wishes Mary's first interaction with her daughter didn't have to be quite so bloody.
Links: AO3 / Tumblr
Title: A Mother's Love
Summary: Season 12 (speculative) future fic. She's their Mom, and yet these grown men are strangers to her. It takes a close encounter with the supernatural to change all of that.
Genre/Spoilers: Mary, Sam and Dean (gen). No spoilers - just speculation!
Warnings: Violence and blood, season 12 future fic, Mary POV, hurt!Sam.
Word Count: 3600+
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural that privilege belongs to CW, Kripke and Co, I'm simply borrowing them for a while. I'm not making a profit, this is just for fun and all the standard disclaimers apply.
A/N: A massive thank you to my wonderful and hard working beta harrigan. I've tinkered so all mistakes are mine. This was written for this years spn_summergen challenge for safiyabat. I used her prompts of BAMF!Sam, with a touch of brotherly banter.
A Mother's Love
Word Count: 4216
Warnings: Blood and gore. Possession.
Author’s Note: This is my spn_summergen offering for cherry916. Many thanks to my little sister for being my beta and also just being awesome. This fic is set in season 10 right after Fanfiction.
Summary: So the nightmare began and thus the nightmare continues. And Sam lies, haphazardly propped up on his good side and staring up at the man and praying he’s not looking at the demon.
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Characters: Sam Winchester, Endverse!Dean, Endverse!Cas
Genre: Gen, Hurt!BAMF!Sam, Canon divergence AU
Rating: PG-13 (show-level violence, language, addict!endverse!Cas)
Word Count: 12,000
Notes: Written for spn_summergen.
Summary: [Endverse!AU] What if Sam got sent to 2014 by Zachariah? After his phone call with Dean in “The End,” Sam is exhausted. Still recovering from his near-relapse when hunters Reggie Hull and Tim Janklow tried to force him to drink demon blood and unwilling to fall into bed because Lucifer is waiting in his head, Sam sets off running.
He runs straight into the end of the world, where Zachariah tells him that this is where his choices will inevitably lead him unless he plays his part. Sam finds unexpected allies in the survivors at Camp Chitaqua, and maybe―just maybe―there’s still reason for hope. Maybe they won’t always wind up here. Not if Sam has his say.
Length: About 4000 words
Rating: PG for language and mild violence
Warnings: If you can handle the show, you can handle this
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, a tiny bit of John Winchester
Spoilers: Eh. Maybe a teeny one if you haven't watched all of season 2. Surely you've watched all of season 2 by now.
Synopsis: A pre-series fic that takes place right after Sam graduates from high school. It's hot, Sam's being weird, Dean's annoyed, and a little bit of Winchester family history is about to be made.
It's only the end of May, but south Texas is already hot as balls. The Gulf's not close enough to cool them off, but it's close enough to make the air humid and sticky and thick, like walking through warm Jello. Which is why Dean's surprised when Sam announces he's going to sit in the car instead of going into the bar with them. John stiffens, gives Dean the take care of this look, and trudges away from the car, and thanks, Dad. Because Dean can think of nothing he'd rather do than deal with Sam's shit right now, out here in this fucking swamp. He leans in the open window and peers into the back seat. Sam is slumped around a book, every single bit of body language radiating annoyance. And annoying.
"Come on, Sam. It's a billion degrees out here."
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Author: Foolscapper @ tumblr and LJ
Genre/pairing: Family, Tragedy, Supernatural, Suspense, Hurt/comfort. Primarily genfic, with minor character relationship.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Original Characters, cameos from recurring side characters.
Word count: 60,000+
Summary: A diverging path from 9x23, Sam is kidnapped from the side of the road after Dean punches him unconscious. From there, he's catapulted into a world of terror and forced to fight in a violent monster ring. As his life spirals and unfolds into something new and dangerous, Dean, freed from the Mark, is desperate to know what happened to his brother after that terrible night.
Spoilers: Up to 9x23 mostly, with some minor recurring character spoilers from 10/11.
Warnings: Violence, some gore, mental illness/PTSD topics, violence towards children, and mentions of suicidal tendencies.
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Rating: mature for dark themes
Warnings: lots of trauma, PTSD, a bit of a mentally altered Sam, gore/violence, and a few more mature themes like suicidal ideation.
Notes: I posted this as a oneshot a while back, but it's gained a lot of traction since then and has been updated quite a few times! Feel free to check it out on AO3 and fanfiction.net. Feedback is always welcome, thank you so much! It's a pretty dark universe, so heed any warnings included in the chapters!
Summary: An alternate universe where Sam is taken in 9x23, Dean lives through his ordeal with Metatron, and a lot of horrible things happen. Trapped in a fighting ring where hunters and monsters are pitted against each other, Sam just tries his best to survive and not completely lose himself in the process.
"This Sam's as thin as he had been in the church, eyes dark and bruised, the shape of his ribs prominent through the undershirt clinging to his figure — and there are scars. Scars kissing scars embracing scars, down his arms and peeking from his collar and intersecting spots on his hairline... The sight is from a nightmare, something Dean pictured but never wanted to find. Because he's an idiot who prayed for a healthy, tanned, muscular brother knocking on his door and saying "surprise, I'm here". A Sam who'd burst out of his captor's hands like a fuckin' superhero, who was hurting on the inside, hiding it under layers of plaid and beer and organic fruity shit. Dean expected a Sam who buried it all like they'd both buried Hell.
But that's the stupidest thing he ever hoped for."
CHAPTER'S 11 - 14 ADDED.
Please see warnings at top of chapters, if any.
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