sam desert

sarah j maas: now to find a badass name for this character

sarah: wait i know

*punches the keyboard*

sarah: ahh perfect

Ebony

A/N: Uhm, I honestly have no idea where this came from. It’s just a little blurb I NEEDED to get out there. There is no pairing because… Well, you’ll just see why. Again, I’m sorry. The only warning: FEELS

Originally posted by sunrisejared

Originally posted by zest-wincest

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The bunker was eerier than usual as Dean’s bare feet padded along the twists and turns of the hallway. He knew today would be hard, difficult–maybe even more so than hell–but he couldn’t help but feel a weight crushing his chest. Something was missing, and it would remain that way until the end of time.

“Where did we all go wrong?” he muttered. There was concern in his voice, but a new breed of venom had crept its way into his being. That night had been a disaster on everyone’s part. They couldn’t close the gates of hell, the angels had fallen, and people were hurt.

Betrayal.

Bloodshed.

Despair blanketed the world, and it felt heavier with each passing day.

Meanwhile Sam drove along this deserted gravel road so many times the map was embedded into the depths of his memory. When his brother Dean was teaching him how to drive this was the first landmark they would hit. It wasn’t recognized by the masses; no one paid attention to a broken, run-down church. The fact was this was where his and his brother’s entire lives had been altered.

“I’m sorry I let you down,” he murmured. “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.”

Sam has felt hate run through his veins multiple times before. When he butted heads with his dad, when he lost Jess, when hellhounds dragged Dean to hell; the list was too long for him to recall. Now he could no longer feel a thing, since the hate began to pound against his ribcage and deafen his ears.

The brothers had been saved by angels, demons, witches, and countless hunters. Also, they had been duped by some of those people. Some they would see like a comet streaking in the nighttime sky, and others made it feel like their hearts had been pierced by the tip of an arrow. There was one, specifically, that made both their heads spin.

It was the day Sam and Dean Winchester lost their sister Y/N, whose eyes now shine like ebony and lips permanently set in a deceptive grin.

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Tell Me I’m A Bad Man – Part 3

Originally posted by sittingonyourcounter

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Words: 1,127

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Original Request: Could you do a fic alternate universe in which dean was a evil demon and he is the head of a evil demon cult? he is really intrigued with this women he meets and shes a hunter and hes trying to track her down? she starts having visions/dreams about him and he is trying to lure her to him and its starting to work. she meets Sam in this universe who is trying to keep her away from demon dean? somehow the reader has fallen into this universe and she is trying to get back to her dean? - Anonymous

Author’s Note: Sorry it took so long to get another part up. I hope you all like this one. I think there is a few more parts left in this, I’m not really sure. Whenever I finish this up, I’m going to start back up my Stanford!Sam series. I’m almost done with that one as well. Again, the title is taken from House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance. Hope you all have a good Sunday! – Haley xx


Your name: submit What is this?

“What all do you remember?” Sam asked me, giving me a bottle of water. I eyed the bottle. “Drink up, we’re in the middle of the desert.”

I took the bottle from him and took a large drink. “I don’t understand what’s going on here, Sam.”

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- BATCH 2 -

Jack @askaustralia
Sam and Belle @bluebxnnets and @arkxnsan
Yao and Lien @ask-yao-and-lienask
Feli @ask-felipinas
Maria @ask-germanic-warrior
Safaa @ask-landofcolor

Following the Batch 1, here is some other sketches/gifts for other awesome and nice people ! I hope you will love it too !

Unbelievably Cute Samifer
  • Lucifer: Before I met you, I was like the desert, Sam.
  • Sam: You were dry?
  • Lucifer: Shut up, no, yes, that's not important. I was lacking many things. But then, you came along and I was an ocean.
  • Sam: So you became wet?
  • Lucifer: Sam, please. I'm trying to be real here.
  • Sam: Are you saying that I made you wet? Is that like a weird way to say I aroused you sexually because you can literally say that without being Shakespeare.
  • Lucifer: No! Sam, I'm trying to communicate my deep, unfathomable feelings and you're stomping on this moment that I am so generously willing to-
  • Sam: Be quiet and kiss me you fool, I don't need you to tell me what I already know.
Work Crush

Summary: AU where you and characters from the MCU work in a department store. You have a crush on Steve Rogers, one of your co-workers, and you’re perfectly fine with him not knowing about it…sort of. 

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1872

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: Just a random story idea that came to mind while I was at work. Enjoy!

Originally posted by lufelicity

You have a crush on Steve Rogers.

Your best friend knows this. Your co-workers know this. Even your supervisor has a suspicion that you may have a liking towards your fellow colleague. The only person who is not aware of this is Steve Rogers himself and you’re perfectly fine with it…sort of.

It’s quite interesting how you developed feelings towards that handsome son of a gun. The two of you were pretty close when you first started working in the children’s section six months ago. He was the first person you were introduced to and the both of you hit it off so easily. You could talk to him about anything. However, when you began to realize that you have feelings for him, you grew distant. Conversations slowly got reduced to short greetings when the both of you cross paths, if you guys ever cross paths.

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Dope dope dope collab with @sks-studios for Brand Assembly SS16

Photo & collage by Kate Owen + Sam Shannon

Ft Jet Zandbergen
Styled by Sam Bates
Set design by Emergency Room Sets
HMU by Ahbi Nishman

And suddenly, as the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered the words Sam kept screaming at Arobynn as the King of the Assassins beat her, the words that she somehow forgotten in the fog of the pain: I’ll kill you!
Sam had said it like he meant it. He’d bellowed it. Again and again and again.
—  The Assassin and the Desert, Sarah J. Maas (via bookdreamer-in-wonderland)