Summary: It’s a relief he can feel nowhere else.
Warning(s): Non-explicit sex
Author’s Notes: Redo of an old fic that I only posted on lj I think. Thank you to Anne for looking it over! Inspired by “When It’s Over” by The Soft Moon. (Title from “Every You, Every Me” by Placebo.)
Word Count: 842
Summary: “So you’re the serpent here to tempt me?”
Warning(s): Season 5
Author’s Notes: Originally written in January 2012 for a fysl exchange. Prompts were storms and apples. I looked through it again and rewrote some bits and decided I’d post it on ao3. Thank you to Anne (le-bontombe) for beta-ing! (Title from “Letters From the Sky” by Civil Twilight)
Word Count: 815
Summary: “If I gave you the world would you use the sky to teach me to fly again?”
Warning(s): angst, canon divergence of season 5,
Author’s Note(s): I’m so sorry that this pinchhitter took so long. For hobovampire, prompt was, in essence, learning to fly again after being broken. Or at least I hope that’s what you wanted dgajksl Also a million thanks to Anne for beta-ing and being ridiculously helpful with this fic ohmygod. Recommended Listening: Swimming – Florence and The Machine
Word Count: 3,481
inspired by this; there’s also a few more samifer versions scattered around (with hopefully more coming!)
FYSL Exchange Piece: for defilerwyrm | prompt: prayer
Sam Winchester prayed. He prayed a lot more than your average boy and he prayed about much bigger things. For his dad to stop moving them around, for Dean not to bleed out, for his acceptance letters not to be found. When he started, Sam didn’t even know if he had been baptized. If his prayers would go unheard because he was just a lost soul.
But they were heard.
“Angel of God, my guardian dear,” Sam’s voice would say quietly, in the motel room’s darkness. Loudly, in the cage’s darkness.
Sam was unsure if he had one of his own. A guardian angel, “to whom God’s love commits me here.” He wanted to hold on desperately to the idea that he wasn’t damned. “Ever this day be at my side.” Though with the powers, with demon blood, with the truth, the notion faded.
But the angel, Sam’s angel, was released. The earth shook. Heaven prepared for war. “To light, to guard, to rule and guide.”
Sam Winchester had a guardian angel and he would answer Sam’s prayer. He would protect him, he would show him to light. The brightest star.
He would lead Sam to his greatness.
“Amen.”
So ah, this is 1,806 words of au headcanons in bullet form because of this drawing….
Warning(s): Human au, genderbents, drinking, sexual themes, cursing, my writing, which sucks horribly,
Author(s) Notes: Happy Birthday, Lizifer! I should be working on my exchange but lesbians are more important y/y? Also, I need to come up with better presents then fics. And better titles.
Word Count: 363
Warning(s): human au, FLUFF, randomness?, no plot?, some light and heavy sexual themes, minor angst, my writing,
Rating: M
Character(s)/Pairing(s): SamLucifer, LuciferRaphael, SamRuby
Summary: Snippets of Sam and Lucifer and Mr. Potter.
Author’s Note(s): Happy Birthday, Anne! Sorry for the sucky fic >< I’ll write you something better soon, baby. Oh and just in case anyone wanted to know:
1991 – They’re born.
2000 – They’re 9. - The fourth book.
2006 – They’re 15 – The fourth movie.
2007 – They’re 16. - The last book.
2009 – They’re 18. – The sixth movie.
2011 – They’re 20. – The last movie.
Word Count: 2,019
As told by Georgia to me in a Skype convo:
[8:21:36 PM CDT] Georgia: So this one time Sam and Lucifer went on a date
[8:21:53 PM CDT] Georgia: and it was a double date with Cas and Dean
[8:22:00 PM CDT] Georgia: so they went to a diner
Anonymous(( I’ve never watched an episode of Adventure Time so this is only based on what I’ve seen on tumblr. Sorry that it probably sucks >////< ))
“It was just a suggestion, he would probably notice you if you put some effort into your appearance. “
Marceline bites the head off of a gummy bear from her lunch, her long hair black hair tied back in a messy bun, “And who says I want his recognition?”
She pops the rest of the bear into her mouth before looking Bubblegum (some nicknames never go away) up and down, making her cheeks turn almost the same shade as her shirt; when she’s done chewing, Marceline says lowly, “I’ve gotten you’re attention, that’s what maters to me.”
