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@youllalwaysbemyporcelain for Sam

Roll 21 Characters enter a portion of the maze to find it completely dark.

Dizzy squeaked and clung to Sam. "I'm grabbing onto you Sam, right?" She asked, unable to see him. "I didn't think the night maze would be this dark."

#Ah #just a witch here and there. Mostly it’s just a lot of scrubbing and scouring and sweeping. Lots and lots of sweeping (Dizzy interacts)#youllalwaysbemyporcelain #muse: sam

@paradiseturnedhell {Sam, the Antichrist AU}

All his life Sam and his brother were hunters of the supernatural, ever since their mother died when trying to protect infant Sam from a demon. Their father had been relentless in trying to find this demon but none of them knew what it’s intentions were. Marry was never suppose to die, the demon was only there to give Sam it’s blood and leave, but things didn’t work out that way when she woke to check on her infant son.

All growing up Sam never knew why the demon had been there, not until when he turned twenty and strange things began to happen. He’d get angry and objects would be thrown by an invisible force, whenever he wanted others to do things they’d obey him. It was frightening and it hurt Sam when his own brother thought he was a monster. When they found the demon that started all of this they found that he was part of a plan to create the antichrist and tried to take him away to strengthen his powers. The brothers refused and after fighting they escaped.

But demons weren’t the only ones looking for these attempts to make an antichrist. Angels have been hunting all these attempts down and killing them before they got too strong. When they caught wind of Sam a pair of angels was sent after him. The angels made the mistake of targeting Dean, wanting to get Sam to surrender to his fate but instead that only enraged the younger brother and unlocking his true power. By just holding out his hand Sam slowly made a fist, his eyes turning pure black as he used his power to burn the angel’s very grace from the inside out causing them to explode and turn to ash. Their deaths unleashed a shockwave of power that could be felt throughout heaven and hell.

The brothers knew this wasn’t good at all, more would definitely come now that they’ve pretty much alerted all the angels where they were. Sam and Dean drove off as fast as they could from the spot and got a hotel another state over. They painted Enochian sigils all over the walls as an attempt to ward off angels and try to hid from heaven’s sight.

#paradiseturnedhell #muse: Sam

@cowboyruckus

“I talked to JoBel and Ryan about babysitting the younger kids for us tonight. We haven’t gone on a date since before Michael was born. Think we can swing it?”

#cowboyruckus #muse: sam #v. story of blood sweat and heartbeats

@gcverncr - Cont.

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Sam hadn't expected him to be as WELCOMING as he was; judging from looks, he was more on the sketchy side. Plus Beth's stories, but they were moreso warnings. Sam knew she wouldn't be allowed to meet Governor one-on-one if Beth truly considered him a threat.

A smile, KIND, graced her lips, as sincere as the day she was born. Her eyes shone with a shaded wonder, as of what she was about to say would be considered touchy.

"I heard you have a daughter?" A request to meet her in of itself, framed in a way that could be interpreted as merely seeking validation.

#gcverncr #muse: sam #|| have this idiot #|| this cute idiot who wants to do good

TEXT 📲 SAM ⮂ [open]

SAM: Do you think that there's any secret societies on campus?

SAM: I saw a weird looking brick that I want to push. It could totally hide a tunnel

#muse: sam #polarisstarter

[ text ] // sam & noah

Sam: alright, riley

Sam: what are we gonna do about this situation, then?

#text: s&n #muse: sam

send me a 💏 for my muse’s reaction to seeing your muse kiss somebody else.

The party had been a rager. After all, that was how all of the McKinley Community College lock-in EDM neon dance parties had been. It seemed weird at first, but it had become an every week occurrence recently. Ever since Dean Figgins installed a new heavy duty and very hack-able sound system around the campus.

Teachers and students alike were all drinking and dancing at varying degrees of half naked and covered in neon paint. Sam, himself, had been running around in nothing but his boxers and a neon pink penis painted onto his chest. He had been looking for his friends from the Committee for what felt like forever, and thanks to the fact that his phone was in the pocket of his pants somewhere else on campus, he was doomed to keep wandering.

That was until he turned a corner and caught a peek of his friend Marley.

She was stood in the middle of the hallway, arms tightly wrapped around another girls neck and mouths mashing together in a really weird yet still somehow super hot kiss. He bit his tongue where he stood frozen, but in a true Sam-like fashion, it was only a matter of time before the words would just slip out of his mouth.

“ Yooooo get it girl! Don’t catch the cooties from her cooter, ”