#spn hcs

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angel blood

instead of letting sam fall pray to demon blood, cas offers himself up instead

(hey siri play shame by mitski)

[samwspn]

ꔫ ࣪ ˖ ♡ ꒰ sam winchester random hcs ꒱ `Ⳋ

— ꔫ sam who remembers your exact diner order (and orders it for you when you're not in the best mood to socialise)

— ꔫ brings you water and your favourite beverages

— ꔫ always always is the one to patch you up after a hunt

— ꔫ is super gentle with you no matter what

— ꔫ never ever yells at you whatsoever, even if he's angry at some stupid move you made while hunting and could've gotten yourself hurt

— ꔫ brings you snacks from the grocery store trips

— ꔫ gifts you random objects he thinks you'll like (random rock, cool looking bottle cap, mysterious business card he found on the floor)

— ꔫ takes candid pics of you when you're laughing or smiling

— ꔫ shares his earphones with you and let's you pick the music

hope you guys like it :3

[cracked-actor-r4t]

do not DO NOT tell me that sam wouldnt climb into deans bed in the middle of the night whenever he had nightmares, about jessica, mom, anything.

and dean would grumble awake and without words, wrap his arms around his little brother and hold him through the tremors of terror in scratchy motel sheets until they both fell asleep holding each other and they would never talk about it ever again

i refuse to believe that that didnt happen at least once in the early seasons

[omgitskaii]

dean being sentimental about things is very important to me because sam made him his pendant when they were kids and he STILL kept it and he held onto photos of him and mary for YEARS which, by this logic, if jack made a matching bracelet for dean? he’d wear it to the grave if claire got him a birthday card that said “happy birthday grandpa?” he’d prop it up on his desk until he died.

[prosperousprophet]

sleepyhead ! - sleepy!sam hcs

ft;; sam winchester , gn!reader

dean ver. ◟ moodboard. ◟ masterlist.

contents & disclaimers: puppy dog sam(?), clingy sweetheart sam, not set in any particular season, fluff, intended lowercase, cheesy writing, suggestive themes, not proofread

a/n: i wrote this while listening to this, ive been thinking of this concept since his bday, also this is slightly inspired by a post i saw a while ago but i seriously do not remember what it was called, also this took me hours. sigh

sleepy!sam who hugs you from behind and tucks his face into your shoulder when he's tired

sleepy!sam who is really freaking warm.. making him perfect to nap with! :D

sleepy!sam who loves it when you let him nap with his head on your chest and you play with his hair

sleepy!sam who chronically drools, and is self-conscious of the fact

sleepy!sam who is the most adorable guy when he wakes up

sleepy!sam who (despite being sleepy) either needs 900 mg of caffeine to stay awake or 900 mg of melatonin to stay asleep, there's no in between

when sam wasn't getting up you smacked his ass to get him up and moving and he was pissed at you for the rest of the week.. lol

when sam was sleeping you took a photo of him and when he found it he was so embarrassed :(

sleepy!sam who loves cuddling with you. loves it. he loves laying on you and spooning you especially, but he isn't picky when it comes to how you guys cuddle.

sleepy!sam who gets paranoid that he's just a bit too big for you, especially when he engulfs you with all 6'4 of him. "'m i getting too heavy, baby?" he'd look up at you and ask with his big puppy eyes, and even if he was, you'd shake your head no and tell him he wasn't because how could you say no to him?

sleepy!sam who sleeps face down typically which is so cute because.. because it is idk

das it!!

[cherrieimpala]

PAIRING: dean x gf! reader

SUMMARY : fluffy headcanons about dean and his girlfriend!

WARNINGS: none :D

A/N: lowercase intended.

bf!dean who wouldn't really know how to express his love through words—besides saying "I love you" and calling you pet names—but would definitely be show how much he loves you through his actions.

bf!dean who would love PDA, just because it would tell everyone that you're his.

bf!dean who would guide you by gently pressing his hand on your lower back.

bf!dean who would always walk on the outside of the path you you could walk in the inside.

bf!dean who would get really jealous if you were talking to another dude at a bar (even if you were just gathering info for a case you're working on) and would pull you back towards him by your belt loops.

bf!dean who would love seeing you get jealous if another started flirting with him. he would immediately tell the girl that he already has a girlfriend and kiss you.

bf!dean who would make you watch horror movies just so you'd curl up beside him and turn your face into his chest when you get scared.

bf!dean who would love running his thumb over your knuckles when holding your hand.

bf!dean who would shamelessly flirt with you just so you'd get flustered.

bf!dean who would be really clingy in the mornings and would mumble something about wanting "five more minutes" at least 20 times.

bf!dean who would look at you sleeping peacefully if he ever woke up before you.

bf!dean who loves playing with your hair and would start grinning when you glare at him and playfully slap his hand away, scolding him about messing you hair up.

bf!dean who loves giving you forehead kisses.

bf!dean who would want to murder anyone who even glanced at you wrong.

bf! dean who would worry about you every second that you're not at his side.

bf!dean who would take note of what you order so he would never mess up when ordering stuff for you.

bf!dean who would buy you anything you showed slight interest in.

bf!dean who wouldn't let you out of his sight during hunts.

bf!dean who would patch you up as gently as he could if you got hurt during a hunt.

bf!dean who could listen to you talk about random things that you're passionate about for days and never get bored.

bf!dean who loves holding you in his arms, especially at night.

bf!dean who wonders how he deserves such a sweet girl like you after everything he's been through.

bf!dean who would take you for late night drives if neither of you could sleep.

bf!dean who would always make time for you, no matter how busy he might be. nothing is as important to him as you are.

bf!dean who would buy your favourite flowers at least once a month.

bf!dean who loves your cooking. your cooking is the most delicious in his eyes and nothing will ever change that.

[anniewinchesterr]

sam winchester x reader .𖥔 ݁ ˖📿 ݁˖ ݁𖥔 . fluff

wc:

Sam never planned it. That’s the wildest part. It wasn’t some master scheme or twisted experiment — not at first. The whole thing started on a nothing day, when you were spiraling over God-knows-what and pacing the bunker like you were about to combust. Sam had been leaning against the counter, watching you burn yourself out. Then, without much thought, he flicked open a pack of gum, tapped a stick free, and held it out to you with a low, steady “Here. Take it, sweetheart.”

And the second that word left his mouth, you froze. Something in you softened, unclenched, grabbed the gum, and sank into silence as you started chewing. It was instinctive. Automatic. And Sam saw it — that shift, that obedience threaded through relief — and tucked the reaction away in the back of his mind like a little private discovery.

That’s when it became an experiment.

He didn’t force it at first, he just… tested it. Every time you got worked up — ranting at Dean, spiraling about a hunt, pacing and gesturing and working yourself into a storm — he’d slide a stick of gum between his fingers, step into your space, and murmur that same warm, grounding “sweetheart.” Like clockwork, you’d take the gum, chew, and go quiet. Not muted — just steadied. Reset. Sam never made fun of you for it, never called it out. He just kept using it, watching how perfectly the pattern worked, like your nervous system recognised his voice before your mind did.

Eventually, he didn’t even need the gum.

All he had to do was say the word, the way he said it that very first time — low, gentle, coaxing with a hint of command — and you’d stop mid-sentence. Your thoughts would stutter, your breath would even out, and your whole body would shift into that quiet, grounded mode you’d unconsciously paired with him. You didn’t even realise why it happened. Sam absolutely did.

And don’t get it twisted — he’d never use it in a serious moment. If you were scared, hurt, or breaking, he’d be there in every way that mattered. But if you were riling yourself up over nothing, spiraling because you could, or getting snippy just to get snippy? Yeah, he’d drop a perfectly timed “sweetheart” and watch you short-circuit. He abused it for attention too, shamelessly. If you were ignoring him? Word. If you were hyperfocused on a book or your phone? Word. If he wanted you by his side instead of across the room? Word.

And when things turned heated — if you were feeling bold, bratty, testing him with that fire he secretly adored — he’d use it then too. Not to silence you, but to pull you back into that instinctual softness, that place where your body remembered who first steadied it.

A low, dangerous “sweetheart” against your ear, and you’d go pliant in his hands without even meaning to.

He never set out to train you.

But once he learned he could?

Yeah. He wasn’t about to let that go.

Sam Winchester pavloved you.

[lichanicksstuff]

Do you ever think about how hilarious it would've been if Sam told Dean Jr. about Dean and Cas? He would talk about them like a historian about an obviously gay poet. "Yeah, me and your uncle... We lived in an underground bunker for over seven years. With our best friend... Well, I mean I concidered him my best friend but I think he has always liked Dean more. Yeah, he said it's because they shared a profound bond. He pulled your uncle out of hell. He did pull me out too but it never seemed to stick. He was great, though." Or: "You know, your uncle Dean really wanted to go to a beach. Me, him... and his best friend. The one we lived with. He wanted to buy us matching hawaiian shirts. That was before we got Jack... Jack? Oh, he was our son. Well, technically Lucifer's son whom Castiel adopted, and when Cas died, me and Dean had to take him in. Mostly me, though. Dean was too overwhelmed with grief. Our mother practically died too that day, so you know... But when Cas came back he was okay again. Our mom? We got her back. Later, though." Or: "Dean tried to live a happy-pie life as he used to call it. Once, when I was dead. I asked him to find the girl he was in love with, her and her son, so he would finally get out of this life. But when I came back things happened and. Well, Cas made her forget him. Did he ever try again? No, he would never even talk about it. But in these last years of his life, he seemed happy to just have me and Cas by his side... Why are you asking if he was gay."