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[ardentpoop]

Top 5 SPN fan fictions?

I don’t know…..that’s scary……

serious answer is I don’t read much of it as an adult bc I am very picky (and sensitive abt samndean characterization)

the two I think abt most frequently are adi’s “what kind of clock, what kind of time” and “up close, personal” by themegalosaurus (both gen)

[katsidhe]

Top 5 SPN relationships that aren't Dean&Sam

My top five actually all still include Sam, so first, here are some honorable mentions without him:

Kevin and Crowley: really fascinating combination of hatred and respect, and even trust, especially given Kevin and Crowley’s respective metamorphoses over the course of s8-9. They’re both in a way caught up in the machinations of Sam and Dean. Kevin of course loathes Crowley, but also kinda appreciates knowing where he stands with him. It was Crowley’s capture of him that pushed Kevin into becoming self-sufficient and paranoid and driven; it was Kevin’s escape and translation of the trials that pushed Crowley into being proactive in s8.

Jody and Alex: <3 their connection in 9.19 is so vital and real, based on shared loss and honesty.

Michael and Adam: Jake Abel has crazy chemistry with himself. And it’s endlessly interesting to speculate on how their relationship grew in the environment of the Cage.

Cas and Hannah: just, really nice to see Cas have a relationship with one of his siblings that is mostly positive and well-meaning (except when it’s not). Hannah represents all the good things about Heaven that Cas wants to preserve, both his complicated hopes and his frustrations with his native people. She offers him in return contrast and clarity.

5. Sam and Ruby

The hideous artistry of her manipulation! The insane chemistry! The ways that Sam’s victimhood here is tied up inextricably in his power, in moments of success and pride and trust and triumph! It’s so damn formative. The religious zeal in her love for him, the look in her eyes when she turned to him in 4.22 and fully believed that she had brought him to paradise, that she had helped him carry his cross and driven in the nails and together they would be rewarded—

4. Sam and Rowena

In a way, Sam and Rowena are an inversion of Sam and Ruby. Rowena’s transparently manipulative—she, too, uses Sam to set Lucifer free. She offers Sam power to beat impossible odds, in s10 and s11. But it’s so much less personal, for her: it’s not about using Sam, it’s about the ends she craves—her own power and freedom. So when she loses both in spectacular fashion, when she extends her vulnerability in s13 and Sam answers it with his own, it’s electrifying. It’s clear-eyed. Rowena is looking at someone she’s used and recognizing the hurt, and Sam sees a genuine need for connection in her. Their contrast is so good: she gives her wants and needs and pride an unfettered permission that Sam will not give his own, while Sam has lines in the sand that she does not. Drives me crazy, how much they trust one another by the end, although Sam knows how much she’s done, and Rowena knows Sam will be her death.

3. Sam and Jack

Sam as a father, oh, my heart. Sam and Jack are in some ways so simple, in the care and the regard they have for each other, in how Sam instantly adopted Jack and how Jack is instantly protective of him. But mostly they’re so complicated. The Lucifer thing is just the huge tip of the huge iceberg. Their relationship is founded on so many delicate lies and half-truths: Sam minimizes not just the extent of Lucifer’s nature, but also the extent of the danger Dean poses to Jack, and the practical need they have for Jack’s portal powers. They’re good for each other—better for each other than either of them realizes, I think—but the fundamental incompatibility of what they need from each other is heartbreaking.

2. Sam and Cas

Another relationship that is so simple and so complicated. The honest care and faith that they have in each other, the complexity of their orbit around Dean, the batshit insanity of their plans, their alien disregard for personal pain and danger when there’s a goal to meet: iconic. I really like the quiet internalism of their relationship, how it’s founded in a deep care and trust that, somewhat perversely, also enables their most reckless and self-destructive instincts. They like jumping off cliffs together/doing ill-advised soul experiments together.

1. Sam and Lucifer

If you think I wasn’t gonna rank this number one, you must be extremely new here. I live a Sam’n’Lucifer appreciation life. Everything about them drives me INSANE. Oh man, how do I sum it up: the horror! the trauma! to be alone for YEARS with someone who will not stop hurting you, the awful and inevitable intimacy of that! What Lucifer wants, what Sam wants, the dreadful asymmetry! The weird respect, the gaslighting, the abuse in every possible way, the years and years of fallout, the sheer enormity of their relationship offscreen that must be reconstructed forensically, by the huge and hideous shadow it casts. I am literally always thinking about them. I literally always crave the barest excuse to talk about them.

[hellhoundsprey]

semi or assumed-unrequited Sastiel?

Took the liberty of combining your prompt with this one, love.

[threshasketch]

Presenting my art for the @samwinchesterbigbang , a cover for @tasteslikemolecules ‘ mini bang fanfic Happy Jack Wasn’t Old! This story is both adorably soft and fluffy and a real kick in the feels, and involves Team Free Will’s relationship with Jack, and especially Sam’s and Cas’s roles as parents to him. It also happens around Christmastime. ♥ Please mind the warnings and tags!

[jossujb]

Would you ever do a Sastiel paiting?

Absolutely.

 https://jossujb.tumblr.com/post/615018396023717888/tasteslikemolecules-requested-sastiel-fun-fact

[casquecest]

tasteslikemolecules replied to your post: denugis replied to your post: ...

this might be a stupid question, but how to you reply to replies as posts? I googled it and found no explanations.

Not stupid at all.  It’s an extension on xkit called One-Click Reply (pretty sure.  Might be reply viewer).  It works like this:

Find the notification that someone replied in your timeline:

Then just answer and post =).

[ardentpoop]

"I wish you would write a fic where.." you focused on Sam's and Cas' relationship. I loved the bits you did write a lot.

thank you :-)

i really enjoyed writing them last year. and i will write them again! esp if i ever get to what i'm calling "cas wip" lol

there are crumbs of sam-and-cas in the upcoming one too but i fear the rest of the content might be a turnoff (who knows tho lol maybe i'm just psyching myself out)

[katsidhe]

@tasteslikemolecules​ tagged me! rules: write the latest lines from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the (last) line.

He lingers half-in, half-out the door, while Nick pulls on the shirt.

“Does it fit okay?” asks Sam.

Nick plucks hesitantly at the cheap fabric, shifting on the cot with a self-consciousness so overblown that sometimes Sam is sure it can’t be anything but deliberate, an act carefully exaggerated for Sam’s benefit. Sam doesn’t even really mind. He does the same for Nick, after all. Their conversations are nothing if not an elaborate pantomime, mincing courteously around pits carved so deep and bloody that neither of them can see the bottom.

“Fits great, thanks,” Nick says quietly, in that gentle, careful tone that Sam would call mocking if he didn’t know better.

Question and answer were both unnecessary. Even from the doorway, the room bathed in shadow, Sam can see that the fit is perfect. It hadn’t exactly been difficult, holding up various Wal-Mart brand t-shirts and picking out the ones that looked right. Nick hadn’t been the only one he was shopping for—Sam’d had a list of shirt and pant and bra sizes, requests for boxers and briefs and razors and toothpaste. It’s just that Nick was the only person whose size he’d known without looking, without thinking.

“Let me know if you need anything else,” says Sam. “You’ve still got meds, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve got enough.” Nick hesitates. He’s watching Sam watching, and Sam sees his eyes flick briefly to Sam’s lips before he looks away quickly, politely. Those tentative, circumspect looks—Nick is, as always, on the perpetual, tortured knife-edge of some unspeakable question, of breaking their considerate, careful pretense. Sam thinks that he either knows exactly what Nick wants to ask, or he has no idea, and both possibilities make him giddy with nausea.

Sam can’t help the shameful, stomach-twisting urge that rises in him whenever Nick’s around. To do what, Sam isn't sure: run, hurt, or heal, he isn't sure; and he doesn’t know which his id would prefer, to tie Nick to his mattress and beat him bloody, or cradle him in his arms and gently coax him to eat more soup. They both hold the same uncomfortable, dizzying thrill of the forbidden.

Sam will do neither. Nick deserves a life. Sam is going to give it to him. The idea makes his toes curl.

I’m bad about tagging, so if you see this and want to play, consider yourself tagged!