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eversw · 2 days

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SUPERNATURAL l S10E03 Soul Survivor

#sam winchester #dean winchester #demon!dean #spn 10x03 #s10

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spnstillstudies · 2 days

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S3E11, “Mystery Spot”

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2sw · 2 days

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🧂

#sam winchester #spn 1x19 #spn 3x01 #s1 #s3 #gifs

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cosmicanakin · 1 day

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Mile High Club

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

Pairing. Dean Winchester x Female Reader.

Outline. You and Dean slip away from Sam and Bobby for a moment to indulge Dean's neediness in the backseat of the Impala.

Warning(s). Smut (P in V – wrap it up folks), Praising, Explicit Language, Semi Public Sex, Pet Names, & Sam teasing both Dean & Reader.

Word Count. 984

Authors Note. I know that I've been slacking with writing nowadays, I'm so sorry. I was—am focusing on myself to better my mental health. But to make up for it, I give you this. So I hope you're taking good care of yourselves & I love you so much. Enjoyyyy!

You couldn’t believe this was happening. Here you were, bouncing feverishly on Dean Winchester’s cock in the backseat of the Impala, his hands gripping your hips as he moaned in pure ecstasy.

The case you were supposed to be working on with Sam and Bobby was the furthest thing from your mind right now. All that mattered was the delicious friction building between your bodies, the way Dean’s thick, throbbing length filled you up so perfectly.

“That’s it, baby,” Dean growled, voice gravelly with lust. “Ride my dick just like that. You’re such a good girl, taking me so well.”

You whimpered, your nails digging into the firm muscles of his shoulders as you picked up the pace, your hips rolling and grinding against him in a desperate rhythm. The sounds of your bodies joining together echoed through the confines of the car, only spurring Dean on further.

“Fuck, you feel so goddamn good,” he groaned, his fingers tightening their grip on your hips. “My gorgeous little slut, riding me so fucking good.”

The praise sent a shiver of pleasure down your spine, and you felt the familiar coil of tension building deep within you. You were so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, and Dean could tell.

“Go ahead, darlin’, come for me,” he demanded, his thumb brushing against your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Show me how much you love my cock.”

With a sharp cry, you surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, your body trembling as wave after wave of mind-blowing pleasure washed over you. Dean followed closely behind, his hips snapping up into you as he spilled himself deep inside.

For a moment, the only sounds were the heavy panting of your breaths and the occasional contented hum from Dean. Then, finally, he pulled you down for a searing kiss, his hands caressing your flushed skin.

“Damn, Y/N, you’re fuckin’ perfect,” he murmured, his lips trailing down your neck. “I could do this all day.”

You chuckled breathlessly, your fingers tracing the strong lines of his jaw. “As much as I’d love to, we should probably get back to helping Sam and Bobby,”you said, reluctantly lifting yourself off of him.

Dean groaned in protest, his hands sliding down to grip your thighs again. “Do we have to?” he whined, his eyes pleading. “I’m not done with you yet.”

You laughed, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “Yes, we have to,” you said firmly, already starting to redress. “The sooner we get this case wrapped up, the sooner we can come back here and pick up where we left off.”

Dean pouted, but he knew better than to argue. With a resigned sigh, he began to clean himself up, already mentally planning all the ways he was going to ravish you once this job was done.

Bonus Part.

By the time you and Dean finally emerged from the Impala, faces flushed and clothes slightly disheveled, Sam was waiting for you with a knowing smirk on his face.

“Well, well, look who decided to join us,” he quipped, his eyes flickering between you and his brother. “And just where have you two been, hmm?”

You felt your cheeks burning with embarrassment, your mind racing to come up with a plausible excuse. But one glance at Dean’s guilty expression told you that Sam already knew exactly what you two had been up to.

“We, uh, we were just—” Dean began, only to be cut off by the gruff voice of Bobby, who came storming out of the motel room.

“Where the hell have you two idjits been?” he growled, his brow furrowed in frustration. “We’ve been waitin’ on you for over an hour! Sam and I could’ve used your help, you know.”

You cringed, fully prepared for the tongue-lashing you and Dean were about to receive. But to your surprise, Sam stepped in, his expression far too innocent to be believable.

“Oh, I’m sure they were, uh, otherwise occupied,” he said, his lips twitching with amusement. “Isn’t that right, you two?”

Dean shot his brother a withering glare, but Sam only grinned, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. You wanted nothing more than to disappear into the ground, your mortification notable.

“What the hell are you talkin’ about, boy?” Bobby demanded, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Sam chuckled, jerking his thumb in your direction. “Well, let’s just say our dear friend Y/N here has been, uh, keeping Dean “company” while the rest of us were working."

Your mouth fell open in shock, and you could practically feel the heat radiating from Dean's body as he shifted uncomfortably beside you. Bobby’s eyes widened with realization, and a gruff, disapproving grunt escaped his lips.

“Oh, for the love of—” he muttered, shaking his head in exasperation. “You two idjits couldn’t keep it in your pants for five minutes, could you?”

You felt the embarrassment coursing through you, and you resisted the overwhelming urge to bury your face in your hands. But Dean, ever the quick-witted one, managed to find his voice.

“Hey, come on, it’s not our fault you two were taking forever!” he protested, his tone defensive. “We were just, you know, passing the time.”

Sam burst out laughing, slapping his knees in amusement. “Oh, I’ll bet you were,” he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Just try to keep it in your pants from now on, huh? We’ve got work to do.”

With that, he turned and headed back towards the motel room, leaving you and Dean to face the wrath of a thoroughly exasperated Bobby. As the older hunter launched into a lecture about professionalism and work ethic, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was the most embarrassed you’d ever been in your life.

But as you glanced over at Dean, the sheepish grin on his face told you that he wouldn't have had it any other way.

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pollsnatural · 2 days

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#idk know why i'm doing this #dean fans will vote for dean #and a small portion of dean fans will vote for cas #cas fans will also vote for dean #well one third of cas fans will vote for dean the second third for cas and the last third for jack #sam fans for sam #and this divide in the votes of dean and cas fans will let sam fans win #and the correct answer still will be jack #polls #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #castiel #sam winchester #jack kline

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supernaturalfreewill · 2 days

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Dean and Cas had stepped out into the other room and were having some kind of intense discussion, leaving you alone with Sam in the library. You felt his eyes on you and when you turned to look, his expression was uneasy.

"Do you want me to tell you?" he asked suddenly.

"What?"

He sighed, the corners of his mouth turning downward in an anxious frown. "You've lost your memory, but you're not stupid. We're keeping you in the dark about something. Do you want me to tell you?"

You were puzzled. "...Why? Why would you do that if no one else will? I'm sure there's some reason for not telling me." But your heart was pounding and you were starting to feel a little sick. "So why tell me now?"

Sam looked troubled. "Because—because I think you deserve to know. And I—I care about you and what happens to you. I just... don't feel right keeping it from you anymore. I don't think it's fair and I don't think it's the right call."

You were suddenly fixated on something completely new and not whatever this mysterious, vague cloud was. "But you hardly know me," you said, peering at Sam curiously.

He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "That's just it actually..."

"What do you mean?" Footsteps were approaching behind you and you looked over your shoulder to see Dean and Cas on their way back into the library.

Sam didn't respond, but the unsettled look on his face stayed for the rest of the night.

A/N: Oooooh now I wanna write this as a whole ass fic ya'll OoOooOooOo!

#sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester imagines #sam winchester drabbles #sam winchester x y/n #sam winchester x you #supernatural #spn drabbles

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seasononesam · 2 days

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Stackednatural- 262/327

Jack in the Box (14x19) April 18th, 2019

#supernatural #spn #sam winchester #dean winchester #spnedit #supernaturaledit #stackednatural23 #*#:/

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horrorshow · 16 hours

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Hey, ground control! Sam!

SUPERNATURAL 7.03 The Girl Next Door

#spnedit #samedit #sam winchester #supernatural #spn #[narrator] he was not fine #a lot of people got it worse #sam #7x03 #**

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majordemonblockparty · 2 days

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also, on the subject of sam winchester's two canonical obsessions (serial killers and esoteric podcasts):

wouldn't it be funny if sam and jess met at like. true crime trivia night at their local dive bar. and they get put on the singles team with other people who came without an established trivia team, but it becomes pretty clear pretty quick that they're gonna be the stars of this show.

jess raised on a steady diet of pulp crime paperbacks and crime reporting television, who has all kinds of gory shit rattling around in her head, who can identify what hideous once-in-a-century murder is depicted in grainy grayscale crime scene photos in under thirty seconds, who can quote verbatim from over two dozen ransom notes, who's obsessed with people who disappeared mysteriously, never to be seen or heard from again. and sam, who's been raised... well, who's been raised the way he's been raised.

they get on like a house on fire. (the irony of that is lost on both of them.)

finally, somebody who doesn't think it's weird to have real theory about what happened to the sodder children, none of that sicilian mafia nonsense. someone who can speak intelligently about the prevalence of killings in national parks and protected forests. someone whose eye will snag on headlines like "couple found slain; county sheriff to hold conference today" and "charred corpse still unidentified" and flip through to find whatever column inches have been allotted to the day's worst happenings. someone who can name drop cold cases and milk carton kids like a memorized major league roster -- the boy in the box, the babes in the woods, the lyon girls, the des moines register newspaper boys; angie samota, bobby dunbar, alfred beilhartz, charley ross, dorothy ann distelhurst, everett ruess, glen and bessie hyde, marjorie west.

(jess who's so hyped to show sam an article she found about the twentieth anniversary of a mysterious fire where a young mother died and her two young children vanished, presumably with her husband in the aftermath. "isn't that crazy?" she tells him, brandishing a xerox, all cheshire-cat meet-in-the-back-of-her-head grin. "they had the same last name as you!"

"crazy," sam echos and stares down at the blurry black-and-white photo of a house he barely remembers.)

lifelong true crime junkie jessica moore and lifelong true crime victim sam winchester.

#sam winchester #jessica moore #supernatural headcanon #headcanons & other nonsense #she speaks

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eversw · 3 days

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SUPERNATURAL l S3E03 Bad Day at Black Rock

#sam winchester #spn 3x03 #s3

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lambmotifz · 1 day

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something something violence can feel like love…something something if you need to be mean, be mean to me. i can take it and put it inside of me

#i’ll never recover from this scene #wincest #samdean #sam winchester #dean winchester #spn

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2sw · 2 days

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Supernatural S9E16 Blade Runners

#sam winchester #spn 9x16 #s9 #gifs

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herabidingmemory · 7 hours

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started spn it’s nice bg noise while drawing :3

#supernatural #sam winchester #fanart #my art #shoutout to my friend for harassing meinto watching spn sam is my fav rn … can’t wait 2 see castiel #study #i guess?lol

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pollsnatural · 1 day

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#this is gonna get annoying really fast #polls #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester

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spneveryseason · 1 day

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Who’s post was it that was like. Late seasons Sam is living in a completely different genre than everyone else. I think abt that a lot with regards to his general genre savvy & also the implications of what God wanted to do with his story etc etc…like idk which one is more inherently horrific: either 1. God did this deliberately & separating Sam from the rest of them thru genre was another layer of the torture of it all and a bit of gaslighting thrown in or 2. God never really paid attention to Sam and that shit happened by accident (aka the real situation with the writers). Your fate is to always suffer even when God doesn’t step in to make it happen etc etc

#sorry just Thinking abt late seasons rn #Sam’s whole existence in that time feels like a contradiction #spn #supernatural #sam winchester #speaks

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