#sameg

[luciferspn]

Yessss Meg!Jess, train ur bf to use the special powers he gets from yalls ur dad by fucking him bad style

[luciferspn]

The Sam/Meg that exists for me is so beautiful. Yes they’re lovers. Yes they beat eachother. Yes theyre siblings. Yes they hate each other. Yes they need each other… and more

[back-in-wyoming]

Can I ask for 22 with sam and meg (just as friends?)

things you said after it was over

Meg watches Sam from across the room. He’s tense, naturally, all the time even if he’s loosened up around her lately. Sharing space in these motels is beginning to pay off. Hell, sometimes she just says what’s on her mind and he responds and she forgets that she possessed him once. Forgets that she hated him. 

Sam stops pacing and tears his eyes away from the files in his hands. 

“What?”

It sort of snaps. She remembers. She remembers feeling his pain. His guilt. His loneliness and abandonment. His compassion. There was so much good in him. So much faith. Being so close to it made her feel, for just a moment, something close to her own humanity. And, naturally, it scared the fuck out of her so she tried to snap his spine from the inside out. 

Sam crosses his arms, a look of impatience on his face.

“What? What is it now?”

If they didn’t have the past they shared… who knows? They could have been friends. Real friends

“I’m.” Meg swallows and shakes out of it. “Nothing. Find anything on our missing rednecks?”

“Not much. There’s no connection between any of them so far.”

“No shared cousins?” His gaze flicks to her briefly. “Hm. Surprising.” She ends up watching him for a few more minutes before his arms cross again startling her into looking at the laptop. 

“Meg. What is it?”

“Nothing. Just remembering. And I.” She smiles and shakes her head. It’s so stupid. This is the so stupid, she knows it doesn’t mean anything coming from her considering what she is and what she’s done. “You’re not the worst person to be stuck with. Keep thinkin’ that Dean could be here and I’d have to worry about getting ganked while my back was turned.”

Sam scoffs.

“You think I wouldn’t?”

Maybe they need her. Maybe they don’t. There’s an apology on the tip of her tongue that stumbles backward because she wouldn’t really mean it and Sam wouldn’t believe her if she did.

“C’mon Sam, you’re not havin’ a good time?” He ignores it and goes back to pacing. 

Meg doesn’t watch him. 

Instead, she keeps searching for something she’s lost interest in hours ago and murmurs a ‘sorry’ that Sam never hears. 

[extinctpussy]

Ok so some season 1 supernatural episodes are on tv and I forgot how much I shipped Sam and Meg 1.0