Of Winchesters & Unicorns

My traditional artwork of Sam & Dean Winchester, along with excerpts from my Supernatural fanfics.

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Imagine if Sam encountered a unicorn...

Sam held his breath, mesmerized. The unicorn stared straight back at him, its dark eyes pools of serenity. The long silver horn crowning its head shone and sparkled. The horse's coat, mane, and tail were white as snow.

Sam released his breath and slowly lowered his gun. The unicorn walked towards him. Before the young man knew it, the magical creature was standing right in front of him.

Sam set down his weapon. "Hi, fella," he said huskily. Carefully, he reached out and softly stroked the horse's neck. The unicorn turned towards him and whinnied faintly. A smile formed on Sam's lips. A deep dimple appeared on his cheek.

"Sam." Dean was standing a few feet away, still holding the Colt. "We don't know for sure what it might do. It may not be tame."

"It's harmless," his brother insisted in a hushed tone. "Look at it. It's immaculate."

The unicorn nudged Sam's cheek and sniffed his long silken hair. Dean had to admit that the duo made a cute picture. His brother's face was a wreath of dimples, and the horse was a lovely creature.

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Sam Bitmoji

Dean Bitmoji

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Sweet Sam

Late 6-7th Season

About the time when Sam got his soul back and had scratched the wall...

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Piggyback

"Hop on, Sammy! I'll give you a ride."

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Somnambulist Sammy...

"Somethin' about that phantom worries me, Sam. I don't like how you've started sleepwalkin', right after it got its creepy claws on you."

"Maybe it cursed me with parasomnias." Sam's voice was getting heavy as he began to drift into sleep.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about."

"No, don't want you to worry about me..." Sam sighed deeply, his frame relaxing. Slumber was imminent, Dean could tell.

"Alright, little brother, you just go to sleep now," Dean said soothingly. A minute later Sam had done just that. Dean listened to soft breaths pass in and out of Sam's mouth. He was so sorry he had been hurt. He was determined to get to the bottom of this parasomnia, supernaturally-initiated or not. After a while, when it appeared that Sam was motionless and tranquil in his sleep, Dean slowly lay down fully next to him. He took Sam's slack hand in his and shut his own eyes.

Stay close, Sammy.

Read the developing story here.

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Sam and Dean. Always brothers...

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Sam Winchester at night. Beneath the moon and stars.

Cover for my new fanfic Somnambulist Sammy

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Another one of Sam & the White Unicorn

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Dean and the pixel. Sam chuckling in the background :)

Excerpt from Of Winchesters & Unicorns

Dean felt a sudden whirring near his head. Then something patted his hair. He looked up to see one of the tiny fairies perched just above his forehead.

"Uh… This wouldn't be one, would it?" The sensation of a tiny creature on his head was beyond weird…

The woman smiled. "No, that's a pixel. The good fairies are our size."

Sam chuckled. "I think it likes you, Dean."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Look who's laughing now."

The fairy batted its mini wings and flicked at Dean's hair. "Prob'ly gonna ruin my buzz cut," Dean remarked.

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Dean holds tight to an unconscious Sam as the unicorn flies them home. Of Winchesters & Unicorns Chapter 10.

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Discovering Sam

Chestnut locks,

Sweet angelic face.

6 feet and 4 inches of gentleness

Clad in plaid

And wearing his heart on his jacket sleeve.

Found him in the summer, during this time of monotony,

And guess what

He touched my heart;

That is the summary.

How is it that he is so beautiful?

I never stop seeing the beauty of his exquisite eyes

It’s like seeing delicate marbles of amber green in those two skies.

And when they glisten with tears they are even more lovely.

Every expression a treasure.

I get lost in those long brown waves that swirl with all the richness of copper.

His precious face, so memorable because it retains the mark of tender innocence.

Do you know, sometimes he’s just like a little child.

And for that, he makes me smile.

Don’t forget in his cheeks the dear surprise--

Dimples sweet like little chocolate chips in a cookie arise!

But even more so…

Sam, you are so kind.

Where did that gentleness and understanding come from?

Must’ve come only from within your heart…

You don’t always wish to kill everyone.

You’re a people whisperer.

You smile at babies,

You sign kindness with your hands,

You pardon your father

You forgive your mother with a hug.

And those acts, in turn, inspire me to forgive my own.

Doesn’t matter that you were marked for evil from birth.

Your soul, rather than turning to dark,

Has turned to the light

And through your sensitivity to others we learn empathy.

‘Cause you never belonged to hell.

But you always belonged to heaven.

You remind us of Christ sometimes because

You sacrifice yourself for the sake of others.

In your times of torment, we see our own mental pain.

This little brother helps restore our faith in goodness.

You, Sam, you are the voice of mercy and sweetness

When all other gentleness has been silenced.

That is Sam.

Sweet, brave, selfless Sam just being who he is.

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Of Winchesters & Unicorns #New SPN Fanfic Dean and Sam are in a fairy world and Sam is dying...

Hello, everyone!

So I got introduced to SPN this year and one of my favorite things about the show is Sam and Dean's brotherly caring for one another. As I also like unicorns, I decided to try my hand at an idea for a fanfic:

Excerpt from Of Winchesters & Unicorns

Sheer terror rushed through Dean like a rip current.

The Dragon had blown its poisonous breath into Sam…

Sam began gasping deeply, rapidly. He was putting up his final fight for air.

Dean didn't know what to do. "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Hold on, Sammy, hold on. I'm right here." His voice broke.

Sam moaned and clutched Dean's fingers as his breaths became more shallow. Dean grasped his hand. Looking down, he saw that his little brother's fingernails had turned blue. Oh, no. NO…

Dean stared into Sam's face. In that moment, Sam's irises seemed to deepen in their translucence, turning a mixture of green, brown, and gold. The young man's cheeks and lips were shadowed with the gray of cyanosis.

"Please, Sammy, don't," Dean choked out.

Sam smiled faintly at Dean just before his hazel eyes fluttered closed.

He then went limp in Dean's arms.

Read the developing story here.