lucky & sam


“Where words fail, music speaks” - Hans Christian Andersen

Can you believe that Misha Collins is a literal real life person that exists?

Can you believe that Jensen Ackles is living and breathing on the same earth as us right this very second?

Can you believe that Jared Padalecki is an actual human being that loves us with all his heart?

Can you believe that, out of thousands of years of civilisation, we’re privileged enough to be alive at the same time as these three men?

when u see pictures of the boys:

Originally posted by hellyeah-friends

This is Sam a 9 month old lab mix.
He and his brother Frodo were found trapped and left to die in a small room in Hungary. Both of them got rescued and now they are here safely in Austria.
Me and my mother were lucky enough to get Sam from a nice women who took care of them. Frodo is still waiting for a family but she told us that he has really good chances to get one soon.

We have Sam for 3 months now and he is a wonderful dog. He loves to chew our shoes but at least he takes the old ones. We love him :).

And His Plan Backfired

Title: And His Plan Backfired

 Prompt: From a friend: A soulmate tattoo that is in a very…unique spot.

 Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader

 Summary: When Sam realizes something, something big…he takes it upon himself to take the initiative.  But his plans backfire.  

 Warnings: Language.  Injury.

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Originally posted by cheerfulsammy

Everyone had that unique mark, that mark that matched someone else’s, making you soulmates. Sam’s was of a little filigree swirl on his right wrist.  It was nice to have one out in the open, but some people weren’t as lucky.

Sam realized just how unlucky you were…not five minutes ago.  The three of you had just gotten back from a hunt, all of you wanting to relax.  Sam figured, why not a movie?  So, he went to ask you, which was how he saw the soulmate mark a small shooting star with musical notes in the tail…on your left butt cheek, while you were changing

Sam was quick to move away and back into his room.  He paced as his mind tried to process.  Honestly, he didn’t know what was more shocking…that Sam just saw your bare ass and mark…or that he knew his brother had a matching one.  

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Summary: Sam and Dean reassure each other after their visit home. Takes place directly after Home, 1 x 09.

Warning: Wincest, some smut, feels

Word Count: 1100ish

A/N: I just needed some codependent boys today. Enjoy! XOXO

Dean stays quiet as they drive away. They don’t talk about anything that Missouri said, or the fact that Mary had been there. They don’t talk about anything, really.

Sam watches Dean, his face in alternating light and shadow as he drives through the night under the streetlights, and wonders what memories he’s lost in. Sam’s lucky. He doesn’t remember that house or their mother. But Dean does. This trip had been hard for Sam, but it’s probably devastating to Dean, and of course he won’t talk about it. He’s just gonna sit there in the driver’s seat and glare at the road until he can pretend he’s fine again.

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Because nothing spells incognito like a 6′4″ muscleman standing in the middle of a small playground.

Taken (Part Four)

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader
Summary: When Sam, the reader’s fiancee, is kidnapped with no explanation, the reader uses the help of Dean to find her lost love.  However, many unforeseen things happen on the journey to find Sam. How will Dean and the reader deal with developing feelings for one another?
Reader Gender: Female
Word Count: 2,491
Tags: canon-level gore/violence, situational angst, eventual Dean x Reader
A/N: A bit of a filler part but there are some important moments :)



“You take care of her.”

Dean turned back to face the man he respected more than anyone else in the world. “What?” he asked, confused by Bobby’s sudden change in topic.

“You take care of her,” Bobby repeated, crossing his arms. “That girl… she’s one of a kind.  Sam’s lucky to have found someone like her.”

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Sam Wilkinson or Lucky Blue Smith? We’ll never know

Dear Dean,

This is a letter from your future self. I don’t normally do shit like this and you know it, but God knows you need to hear this, so here I am. It’s New Year’s Eve. Clock’s ticking down, or ticking up, I guess, depending on how you look at it. And I just wanted to tell you that it’s going to be OK, buddy.

I don’t know where you are - I been a lot of places - maybe you’re drinking, maybe you’re sitting with Dad and Sam in the car on the way to a new motel, there was that weird one after Dad died where it was just me because Sam got lucky early on, and I was just sitting and staring out of the motel window for hours, ran out of money for whisky. 

Wherever the hell you are, I know one thing for sure, you’re hurting. And tired. And wishing you could spend the special days with someone who knew all of you, and thought - thought you were - awesome, I guess.

I know you want it not to matter, but I know that New Year’s Eve gets to you. And buddy, I know how hard it is to hold your shit together. I know you got people you’re missing and people you’ve hurt and people who’ve hurt you. I know you think that at the end of the day, you belong on your own.

Listen to me. Don’t do it. Don’t close up. I know how close I came to just deciding not to care at all anymore, I was so close… man, don’t do it, OK? Swear to me. 

Because buddy, it’s New Year’s Eve. I’m sitting on the couch with my arm around Cas. We love each other, man. If you haven’t met him yet, you will. If you have met him, you know what I mean. It happens, OK? It happens. He loves you inside out and he knows it all, every single bit of it, and he loves you all the fucking same. God knows how. And you love him right back. And he’s here on the special days. And he’s here on the days that aren’t special, too.

Dean - past Dean - we’re so happy. Don’t give up. Swear to me. Keep feeling it all. It’s going to be so worth it, when you can still feel everything like I do right now.

Also, for past me in 2002, she’s actually a vampire. Don’t hook up with her.

Yours -