notes: for vinylroad. ♥!

our red sky
their house always keeps their ghosts. it just never matters where. she keeps reminding him that there’s no such thing as space.
supernatural. girl!sam/dean. pre-pilot. 1,634 words, pg13.

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note: for enots. not exactly ten years later, lol, but later nonetheless. ♥

our little monsters
it feels like they’ve been driving for days. he keeps on missing all of their habits. supernatural. girl!sam/dean. pilot. 2380 words, pg.

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note: for ephemerall as per request. ♥

a chorus of vandals
it’s happened again, they’ve left again, and the house isn’t even something worth holding memories over. they never were told twice. supernatural. girl!sam/dean. pre-series. 2103 words, pg.

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i am, i am, i am
sam/dean; sam- r
2368 words
no spoilers; au
for ephemerall.

Sam is age _______ when Dean leaves, when John says time to work a little harder, son and when suddenly, the world swallows him in yellow and gray.

( there's a house, under the hill, with no windows or doors. watch it drown. )

and for a moment, we spin like martyrs
sam/dean- pg
1660 words
general spoilers; pre-series

For the last time, Sam spots his brother on the edge of his bed.

( give it a chance; it might was away soon. )

he stole pages of bones
supernatural, sam/dean, pg-13, 1148 words, heart spoilers, dedicated to ephemerall because this started from a prompt you gave me.

His first skull cracks at twelve.

( please ignore the human race, it happens-- they don't know any better. )

stitching throats
supernatural, sam/dean, r, 1387 words, spoilers up to heart; this is the unintentional sequel to dry skin cracks. also dedicated to ephemerall.

“I told you to pick a spot,” he says tiredly- strange, how his voice never brushes frantic anymore. “I told you.”

( what was it that you tried to say? )

i thought changes were holy too
supernatural, sam (sam/dean, sam/jess), r, 3203 words, general season one and season two spoilers when applicable. well, what do you know. i’m studying a character.

dedicated to falseeeyelashes. because it’s only fair, cara. *g*

“You don’t know it,” comes a murmur, in the dark, after sammy clenches a fist in mid-air, “but you’ ( Read more... )

dry skin cracks
supernatural, sam/dean, r, 1847 words, spoilers up to heart, this is for the we_take_five ficathon and my prompt, amusingly enough, can be found here. this is also dedicated to vartanluvva because michelle’s pretty much responsible for introducing me to the fandom.

“I’m going to pick a place.”

( there was a chance, awhile ago, a time to live on misbehavior. )

i will scrape love letters down your back
supernatural, sam (sam/dean), pg-13, 1736 words, spoilers for heart, for follow_midnight. it’s probably best that i blame her for this. trust me. other than that, i have absolutely no idea where this came from.

Wait for it. Yeah. Wait for it. Take a deep breath, Sammy, and close your eyes for just a second.

( i started to wait, you know, blinking after a second. )