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Thinking about Castiel hugging Sam without saying anything, just embracing him, and despite being confused, Sam accepts it.
And when they pull back, Sam sort of chuckles, and asks Castiel if they're good now, and the angel nods, "Your pain was so loud, I was drawn to it."
And Sam doesn't know what to say as Castiel still held onto him. The man had been so numb, he was confused because he didn't even feel the pain anymore. But that's what scared Castiel the most, the sudden silence was deafening.
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You know what Supernatural should've had an episode where they are driving aimlessly, they don't have a hunt yet, its late, and a fog rolls in. Its fine, normal for that time, but it gets thick, to the point Dean can't even see the road. When Sam notices he asks Dean to slow down and Dean tells him his foot is off the gas, he tried to pull over but the car just wants to keep going straight. And the two have to solve whatever the fuck that fog is, their case literally landed onto their laps. Like that would've been a cool episode.
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SPN AU where Sam’s demon powers start manifesting a lot earlier, when he’s a kid, right after he learns about the supernatural. And he freaks out at first, but then he decides that this can be good, he can use these powers to keep Dean and John safe when they go hunting. So he practices, and he gets better, he uses his visions, his telekinesis, all of it, to protect Dean and John, even if they don’t know it.
And then he starts getting vision of other people in trouble and he just has to do something to help them. And one of them is a desperate woman trying to cure her daughter’s cancer, about to make a deal with a crossroads demon. And the demon is old, and strong, but this is Sam fucking Winchester, and even at eleven years old, he’s Hell’s future king, and when the fight’s over there’s a dead demon, and Sam’s got a Hellhound, and a contract, and a woman’s very soul in his hands.
And first he tears up the contract (because he doesn’t know any better), but after the woman tearfully tells him that destroying the contract destroys the deal, he sits down right there and writes up a new contract as best he can. And he has to take her soul, because that’s how the contracts work, but he promises the woman that he’ll keep her soul safe until he’s allowed to give it back, promises her that she’ll have a full, happy life with her daughter.
Then he takes his new Hellhound and goes back to the hotel and he studies every legal textbook he can get his hands on. Contract law, especially, refining the contracts he writes for the people he saves, rewriting existing contracts held by crossroads demons that he kills.
He manages to keep his extracurricular activities secret from Dean and John for almost two years. (They’ve never shown an interest in his studies before, why would they start now?) And then they move to a new town for a hunt, and Sam wakes up in the middle of the night with a vision of a crossroad summons, and he doesn’t see Dean following him as he sneaks out of the hotel room.
He’s been summoned not by the usual method, but by a young girl’s sheer desperation. She’s crying as she sits on a swingset, a dark bruise on her cheek, more on her wrists, and Sam sits down on the swing next to her and whispers, “I can help you.”
“Can you kill him?” the girls asks.
“No,” Sam tells her, “but I can make sure he doesn’t hurt you, or anyone else, ever again.”
“What do I do?” the girl asks, and Sam holds out a contract.
“Give me your soul,” he says, “and in ten years, I’ll find you and give it back.”
It’s not even a question for the girl; she signs the contract with hands that shake from gripping the pen so hard. And Sam lets his Hellhound off her leash, watches her disappear in a puff of smoke as she goes after the girl’s father. When she returns a few minutes later, Sam scratches her behind the ears and tells the girl, “You’re safe, now. I promise.”
Then he runs back to the hotel, intent on getting back before Dean and John notice him missing. Only he’s too late, and they’re waiting for him on the other side of the door, and Sam is strong, but they’re his family and he can’t hurt them, can’t even fight them. (When John calls him a monster, he’s not even sure he wants to fight.)
He spends the next several hours tied to a chair while John uses every exorcism at his disposal. Sam begs, and pleads, and screams until his throat is raw and his voice is gone, but his father is resolute. Sam’s Hellhound fled as soon as she could, whimpering in pain from the exorcisms, and Sam hopes that wherever she is, she’s gone somewhere where she’ll be safe and loved. (He wishes he could do the same, but there’s no safe place for him anymore.)
But then John steps outside to take a break, takes Dean with him so Sam can’t corrupt him, and Sam’s alone in the hotel room. And then the sound of a window creaking open, and the girl from earlier slips out of the bathroom and creeps over to where he’s tied to the chair.
“Your dog came to get me,” she whispers, as she works at the knots. “She’s distracting those two so we can sneak out the window.”
“I don’t have anywhere to go,” Sam protests, and the girl gives him a small, sad smile.
“Neither do I,” she admits. “But anywhere’s gotta be better than here, right?”
When the ropes fall, Sam follows the girl out the bathroom window and across the parking lot to the woods on the far edge. They’re deep inside when the Hellhound joins them, jumping happily on Sam and licking him all over. Sam hugs her in relief.
“Thank you,” he tells the Hound, and then repeats it to the girl. “Thank you. I’m Sam Winchester, by the way.”
“Bela,” the girl tells him. “Bela Talbot.”
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hi, i love dynamics that r like “we make each other worse” on the surface but when u look deeper it is actually just “we understand each other on a level that no one else does and nudge each other out of our typical comfort zone” which just circles around to “we make each other better”. it’s abt the accidental growth just by being in each other’s lives. idk
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Sam and Castiel would link their soul to grace, and make it so they have to take care of themselves or it affects the other individual to force them to care about themselves. Otherwise they'd self destruct like usual.
#also prevents self sacrifices#built in feature they didn't realize until it was too late#(<- from op)#i saw this post around when it was first posted and i cant stop thinking about it
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real knives real glass real bees real choking im going fucking insane. every time i think about it all i go insane. how did they survive the show
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Castiel has a sharp whistle that can be heard around the world and has used it a few times to the displeasure of the Winchesters who recognize it.
#cool concept for different whistles mean different things#there's trouble coming be prepared#goodbye i'm sorry i'm not there to say it#<- prev NO 😭#too early for emotional devastation#also i just realized i missed a tag. so yeah
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Dadstiel my friend AND enemy
Sam should have kept demon traits and psychic powers and could have taught Jack about controlling Blow Stuff Up With Your Autistic Eyes powers
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this is an important blog where i talk about important things
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"You were alone when you left for college at that age, weren't you?"
"Yeah, but that's different."
"How, Sam?"
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probably the most insane thing sam ever said was “a lot of people have it worse” when literally no one else in the entire existence of the human race has experienced horrors like he did in the cage. absolute tomfuckery to minimise your own suffering like that. love you baby get help
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Post for Sam Winchester: does it count as your family "saving" you if what they're saving you from is them killing you and deciding not to kill you.
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laptopping it up just like (one of) his father(s)
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