An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Lilith (Supernatural), Bobby Singer
Additional Tags: Season 3 Finale, Fae & Fairies, Sam Winchester Saves Dean Winchester, the wild hunt
Summary: Dean's deal is due, but Sam has found a way to save him. He's made a deal with someone else - someone Lilith can't touch.
(written for the 2021 @spnspringfling for excoyote)
spnspringfling reveals are up! this is my contribution, which went to the wonderful killabeez.
Summary: Sam/Rowena.
Samuel opens his mouth like he’s going to say something, pauses, and actually pouts. He tucks a long strand of hair behind his ear with an earnestness that never fails to remind her of her Sam, and just—this wee little copy is so adorable Rowena's almost sad at the thought that she’s going to see him die soon.
Warnings: vague spoilers for s13, some swearing, violence and gore
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“Okay, so. Here’s the thing: we’re conditioned from childhood to believe in this narrative, right? Good guy gets chosen for something that’s bigger than him, learns skills, faces strife, rises, then finally defeats the bad guy? But—nothing’s ever that straightforward in real life, you know? I mean, I’ve only been doing this for a few months, but gosh, I’ve had to, like, rethink… everything I thought I knew.”
“Ah. The real world is not a fictional morality play. A scintillating observation, I’m sure.” Rowena brings her glass to eye-level and squints at it. The drink is an electric blue, with… red particulates floating within. She’s pretty sure that she only ordered a scotch. “The kind of content, Samuel, that draws viewers to your creations in droves.”
Samuel opens his mouth like he’s going to say something, pauses, and actually pouts. He tucks a long strand of hair behind his ear with an earnestness that never fails to remind her of her Sam, and just—this wee little copy is so adorable she’s almost sad at the thought that she’s going to see him die soon. “I thought you said you had a tip for me,” he says, a little morosely.
“Ah. Yes.” Rowena takes a tentative sip from her drink. It tastes well enough like scotch, although there’s a disconcertingly tangy aftertaste. Almost fruity. Sam always gets flustered about food and drink from other worlds—she can imagine him now, ranting away about how their body chemistry was probably not designed for this world’s alcohol. “It will get here soon enough; no need to hurry.”
Samuel leans forward in what Rowena is sure he thinks is an intimidating manner. He’s only thrown back a couple of lime-green concoctions, but his eyes are already a tad unfocussed, his body swaying ever-so-slightly to one direction. His hand skids on the smooth bar-top. “If you’re trying to dupe us, we’ll expose you, you know, my brother and I. You aren’t the first to try this, lady, and you definitely won’t be the last.”
Rowena’s lips twitch. “I’ll be pilloried in the halls of YouTube, will I?”
“For the last time, it’s WeTube—”
He’s cut off by the sound of shattering glass, a terrific, beastly roar, and the horrified screams of the bar’s other patrons. In the ruins of the establishment’s entrance is an ugly creature that resembles an overgrown lizard, dark leathery skin peppered randomly with protruding scales, yellow eyes rolling in its head with rage, almost comically large canines erupting from its slash of a mouth and dripping venom onto the floorboards.
Samuel gapes. “A hodag,” he says, almost reverent, and scrambles to pull the phone out of his pocket while beginning to move toward the beast. Oh dear.
“No, Samuel, come back,” Rowena says without the slightest bit of urgency, before she takes another sip from her fruity scotch. Samuel, predictably, doesn’t listen to her and keeps moving forward, phone in hand and recording. A large, spiky tail whips around and he just about manages to avoid it.
Oh well. At least she tried.
A large figure swoops in, grabs Samuel by the collar and yanks him out of the way before the tail makes another pass and lops his head off. This figure then raises a large hunting knife, and with a roar, charges at the infernal creature. He ducks under its swinging tail and gnashing teeth, and, with practice born of many, many years of literal hell, plunges the knife into its soft underbelly and drags it upwards, effectively disembowelling the hodag. The creature gives one last, piercing screech, twitches, before finally stilling. The figure turns, chest heaving.
Well. Even under all that black blood, the post-murder glow that Sam Winchester radiates is unmistakable.
“Get a tooth, now,” he says to her. “And then we’re leaving.”
Rowena pouts. “So soon? I was just getting to know young Samuel here. He’s very enterprising.”
Samuel, for his part, is sputtering, and, Rowena thinks, talking at his phone. “You guys are not going to fuckingbelieve this,” he’s saying. “Actual professional hunters, hunting down the supernatural. I knew it! There are secret organisations keeping this stuff from us, you guys, and this guy just proves—”
“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Sam grabs the phone from him, throws it on the ground, and crushes it under one enormous boot. “Go home, close your WeTube channel, take your brother, find Bobby Singer and ask him to train you both before it’s too late.
“And you,” he turns to Rowena, “Get the tooth. Jack’s going to have the portal up and running soon. We’ve got to leave.”
“My, Sam,” Rowena says, smoothing her dress, “you have got to try that voice in the bedroom next time.” She’s gratified to see Sam blush furiously.
With Samuel still watching, jaw unhinged, Rowena mutters a small spell and breaks off a tooth, wrapping it in cloth. “We should trying this time-travelling lark more often; it’s fun in such unexpected ways.”
“Trans-dimensional travel,” Sam corrects her, sounding pained. “I thought we agreed that time travel is never a good idea.”
Rowena shrugs. A sliver of radiant light is starting to form right behind Sam—it seems like this little adventure has finally reached its end. “Travelling across universes to collect ingredients for a trans-dimensional spell—Sam, in a different era, you would be a legend in the magical community.”
Sam fixes her with a strange look before turning to the portal. “I’m only doing this because the threat is trans-dimensional. Nothing else, and never again.”
Rowena smirks. Oh, she’ll make a warlock out of this one yet.
SPN Spring Fling wrapped on LJ this month! Spring Fling is a rapid-fire, double-blind fic exchange, where writers create a short fic (under 1,500 words) based on prompts and pairings from other writers in the exchange. Fics have no summary or tags due to the challenge (but warnings are posted) so it’s a bit of an adventure. Here’s all the hurt!sam and hurt!jared fics this year.
Hurt!Sam fics:
Fields of Stars in Bloom by excoyote (Gen)
Bonfires Green by tipsykitty (Gen)
Sweeter Than The Flowers by akintay (Wincest)
Taking Care Of Sammy by Annie46 (Wincest)
Special Cases by gluedwithgold (Wincest)
we’re all somebody’s monster by Imperatrix (Wincest)
Will The Circle Be Unbroken by sousleys (Wincest)
Denial by biffelderberry (Samifer)
make me a bed, soft as flowers by jelba_pants (Sam/Benny)
Hurt!Jared fics:
Basketcase by riyku (Jared/Jensen)
Better Than Imagined by tardisonameter (Jared/Jensen)
The SPN Spring Fling is running over on LJ - everything’s posted now but they’ll be anonymous for another week so do go and read and comment if you can before then! Otherwise stick around for reveals and go comment after that on whichever platform best suits you, I know LJ’s a bit troubling at present. Anyway, here’s what I’ve been enjoying. Everything is between 500 and 2500 words, so very digestible!
FIC
a rabbit as king of the ghosts (Sam/Max Banes, R): this is the fic that was written for MEEEEEEE and it is PERFFFFF so if you like lovely Sam/Max and beautiful imagery and MAX POV and bunnies but not in a fluff way just in a like, beautiful real insightful way, and just ugh everything good PLEASE READ IT GO ON RIGHT NOW and then leave effusive feedback THANKS.
Country Songs (J2, R): the non-AU J2 first time you've read a thousand times but told so beautifully and all the more comforting for hitting all the right buttons in that way that fanfic has.
The Trail of Your Blood in the Snow (Ruby/Sam, Ruby/Meg, R): a Ruby POV fic that's unexpected and fresh and dark and complex.
Bonfires Green (gen, PG-13): I don't wanna give too much about this one away sooo let's say it's a Sam-centric preseries outsider POV and leave it at that!
Rinse. Repeat. (Cas & Ruby gen, M): Not a relationship I'd much thought about but this is a (dark!) compelling take.
Rocks Off (Sam/Max Banes, R): Just some cosy funny sexy Sam/Max morning smut. Treats!
Salve Regina (Dean/Nancy, PG-13): Nancy as in, from 'Jus in Bello'. It's mostly a character study of her and it really works!
A Brief Aside (Sam/Jody, R): I don't usually read this pairing but this fic is nice and well-developed and plausible with more plot than I was expecting!
ART
Jody's Last Visit (Sam/Dean, PG-13): this is so ridiculous but I kind of love it ahahaha.
(Not) From the Journal of John Winchester (gen, G): another nonsense one and very pleasing.
Nothing Like Murder on the First Date (Swesson, G): soft crack and lovely for it
Frost (J2, PG-13): a super intriguing J2 AU that has so many story possibilities bound up in it!
What's Cooking with Sam and Dean (Sam/Dean, G): in the Bunker's kitchen! Cute!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Temporary Amnesia, Mental Institutions, Restraints, POV Outsider
Summary: “John Doe, male, approximately thirty-seven years old,” Richard said as he started recording his autopsy report. “Subject was found by EMTs in close proximity to the site of a sizable explosion in Lebanon, Kansas.” He picked up his scalpel to make the first cut.
Written for the SPN Spring Fling 2019 for sweetheartdean
Hey SPN friends, SPN SpringFling still exists and there's a week's worth of cute quick fiction over there to read and comment on before reveals on May 2nd!
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