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Sam x reader x Dean. Childhood friends to lovers, polyamory. Masterlist.
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Dean x female reader, age gap, post-series. Masterlist. Finished.
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⏠Hand in unloveable hand
Soldier Boy x supe!reader. Takes place in the 60's. Hate sex. Read here.
⏠All dogs go to heaven
Dean x reader in heaven, post-series fix-it. Read here.
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Sam x witch!reader with blood kink smut. Takes place in season 14. Read here.
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Summary: Dean may be gone but the memory of him lives on in the moments spent with the ones he loved the most in Baby.
How many miles do you think Deanâs Impala has under her belt? Itâs hard to truly calculate. Sheâs been across the country and back again more times than anyone could probably count. He even somehow managed to get her to Alaska. Donât ask me how he pulled that one off, but he did. Maybe if your feeling lucky, sit him down with a glass of that strong amber colored whiskey and heâll pull out a map and pencil, start crunching the numbers. Tracing all the backroads and highways heâs took her through.
But thatâs not really the point of this.
Because we know Dean has a bond with his car that goes beyond the metal, vinyl, and chrome. Baby held his life in her frame. She carried every version of him, little Dean sitting in the front seat with John, tired eyes trying their best to stay open on the long hauls. Teenage Dean gripping the wheel for the first time , sly smile on his face , thinking about the day he will finally get to take her out on his own. Hunter Dean covered in blood and grime, sometimes barely holding on until he can get to the next rest stop to patch up his wounds. Even a softer version of him, only those closest to him ever really got to see. Â And the people who loved and who knew him best, they understood that. Their memories of Dean are tied to that car too.
Jody remembers the practical things first. Dean and Sam showing up on a random day of the week, the rumble of the engine in her driveway. Sheâd remember Dean sliding out of the driverâs side, waltzing up trying to act tougher than he felt but sheâd see the tired look in both of their eyes. They were grown men but underneath it all they were her boys. Sheâd usher him in along with Sam giving them a tight hug and making them a coffee or a hot meal. Theyâd talk for hours on end , catch up, and for a moment forget that their lives were sometimes covered in muck and blood. When the day was done sheâd see them out , Dean promising to stop by again soon, a brighter smile on his face as he and Sam left her front porch and shed wave goodbye to them as she watched the Imapala drive away. She loved seeing that car in her driveway if she was honest, because it meant the boys were safe and alive. It meant backup. It meant she wasnât alone.
Claire would remember Dean in the impala as an infuriating âold manâ but dependable. The kind of dependable in a way you donât appreciate until later. Sheâd remember his lectures from the front seat, all gruff and edged with concerned, masked as annoyance. His hands would be tight on the wheel as he lectured her about something reckless, she did on a hunt. On the outside it was infuriating but she began to realize that it mattered to her more than she realized back then. It was because Dean always showed up when it mattered. To Claire the Impala was proof that even when Dean was gruff and annoying, even when he didnât know how to say the right things, he still showed up, every time.
Garth remembers how sacred that car was to Dean. Heâd probably joke that getting into the Impala felt like entering church where the gospel was classic rock and the saints were all heavily armed. But Garth understood it more than most. Heâd remember how Deans whole face changed behind the wheel, how it calmed him, centered him, make him feel like himself. Garth knew that Baby was Deans safe place before he ever really had one.
Jack would remember all the lessons he learned from Dean. Heâd remember him teaching him things from the front seat, not always patiently but in a way that Dean only knew how to show that he cared. Heâd remember the music, the old box of tapes. Deans hand drumming on the steering wheel, the rules about no food. But one of his most cherished memories is the day Dean taught him how to drive. He was so nervous that day, white knuckling the steering wheel and riding the brakes. But when he finally got it, the way he drove Baby smoothly down that endless highway, glancing over at Dean who acted like it wasnât a big deal, but the pride on his face told a different story. Â It was one of the best days of his human life.
Castiel would remember the strangeness of how much meaning one human could pour into an object. He didnât understand it at first but over time, he would. The impala was where Castiel saw some of Deans most human moments, the exhaustion, the passion, the stubborn hope, and the unwillingness to give up on the people he loved. He remembers riding shotgun once, a quiet early evening, the sun setting on the horizon, his favorite tape in the deck and looking over at Dean. Understanding that this was as close to peace he ever got.
Sam would remember everything.
Heâd remember being a kid, curled up in the backseat, half asleep while Dean tucked a blanket around him. Heâd remember the motel parking lots, bruised knuckles on the steering wheel, arguments that always ended in silence. Heâd remember the laughter too, dumb jokes, singing along to old songs, the way Dean always looked most like himself behind the wheel. He remembers every long haul with his big brother, all the roads and state lines they traveled across. He could sit you down and tell you exactly how many miles Baby had because every one of them he was there. He was so grateful to have been there.
And thatâs what makes the thought of one last ride hurt so much.
Because itâs the pieces of Dean left behind in that car, worn seats, the box of tapes, the fingerprint on the steering wheel, the ghost of his laughter. The way everyone who ever loved him could climb into Baby, close the door, and find some version of him still there.
So this is how it goes, huh? You say you have a little headcanon thing you got lying around, gonna take a look at it and see if it's anything. And then you write THIS, and I'm tearing up after the first couple paragraphs. I see how it is! And then I hit the: He could sit you down and tell you exactly how many miles Baby had because every one of them he was there.
I would say don't ever do this again, except that I really, really hope you do it again! Besitos, lovely, this was incredible! â¤ď¸
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"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
i'm so excited for this i could cry. it's been a tremendous privilege to tag along on this journey, and i'm so incredible excited for everyone else to read this whirlwind rollercoaster of emotion.
@sorryitsmyfirstdayonearth, it's truly amazing how hard and how diligently you've worked in service of your creativity here, it's an inspiration.
tldr; I am one proud papa.
Now, everybody buckle the fuck up and LET'S GOOOOO
Not to sound dramatic, but this thing wouldn't exist in the way it does now if it weren't for you, papa. Thank you for this, and for everything. â¤ď¸
"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
sheâs hereeeee đ¤đ¤ going to try my best to actually keep up with this one if I can đŠđĽ˛ Iâve heard so many good things thus far :DđŤśđ˝ and ik youâve been excited for it, congrats on starting to post it !! <3
Hehe, there is a lot of fic, so don't feel bad if you don't keep up, lovely! đ Thank you so much, I hope it delivers what it (I?đ) promised! đ
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"You meet Sam and Dean Winchester on a hot summer afternoon when youâre seven. You donât know it yet, but they will become the most important part of your life."
WARNINGS
This story is Sam x reader x Dean, as well as Dean x reader and Sam x reader.
Specific warnings can be found on the individual chapters, but here are some general ones I found important to mention ahead of time.
Neglectful parents. Referenced sexual abuse. Polyamory. Heartbreak. Pregnancy & child birth. Explicit sexual content.
A NOTE ON CANON DIVERGENCE
I've taken some big liberties with canon (I hardly know her) that will become apparent while reading, but here is the gist of it:
Mary Campbell makes a deal for her lover's life with a cross-roads demon and is killed by it ten years later. John goes on the hunt for the demon and takes his infant and toddler sons with him. Sam isn't fed demon blood. The brothers aren't the warriors chosen by heaven and hell to fight an apocalyptic battle.
They are just boys, not loved enough or not the right way. Rough around the edges.
They spend their summers at Bobby Singer's house in Sioux Falls. This is where they meet you.
PARTS & CHAPTER OVERVIEW
New chapters on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
PROLOGUE - If only things could be like this forever - 6/11/26
PART I masterlist - 6/11/26
PART II masterlist
PART III masterlist
PART IV masterlist
PART V masterlist
I want to thank @kblognar for their amazing help with this fic, for getting my head straight when I went down the rabbit hole and for loving the bbys probably nearly as much as I do. I also want to thank @ambiguous-avery @aniresrene @bettystonewell @jollyreads @aseafullofstars, all of who I have yapped at about this and who have been there to support and help! This was two years in the making and I am ready for this baby to see the world.â¤ď¸
Summary You beat Sam at chess for the first time, and you are a very ungracious winner.
CWs Domestic bunker fluff. Sam being the sweetest boyfriend. I know jack about chess.
953 words
AN This is an old one I'm bringing over here from AO3. Enjoy!
SPN masterlist | Sam Winchester masterlist
Youâre staring down at the board in front of you, thinking hard.
Sam taps his finger on the table twice and you shoot him a threatening look.
âSorry,â he says.
âDonât play dirty,â you respond, looking back at the board.
He chuckles a little. âWouldnât dream of it.â
Thatâs when you see it.
You raise your hands, link your fingers in front of your mouth so Sam doesnât see the grin youâre suppressing.
Dean always tells you you have a horrible poker face and unfortunately heâs not wrong. Itâs a bad combination with how competitive you get.
Youâve only been playing chess for a few weeks, always thinking before that it would bore you. But then Sam found this beautiful chess board in the bunker, his eyes lighting up like itâs Christmas morning. You knew Dean wasnât going to play with him so you saw it as your girlfriend-ly duty to step in.
You started playing, him explaining the rules to you, and before you knew it, you were enjoying it. So now you and Sam spend many of the long afternoons in the bunker hunched over the board, in deep concentration.
So much for the good news.
The bad news is that Sam has been winning. Every. Single. Game. Of course heâs good at it, heâs the smartest guy you know. And he doesnât brag about it or rub it in your face. When he wins, he just kind of sits back, nods. Sometimes you think he actually feels bad.
Once you think you caught him trying to purposefully loose, and you nearly wreaked havoc on his ass. Youâre competitive, not fragile. He didnât try losing again after that.
And now here you are, and after weeks of practice, you think you just might have him. Â
You breath out slowly, trying to hide your excitement. Then you take one hand away from your face, make your move. You immediately bring it back where it was because Sam doesn't seem to notice, is thinking about his own move.Â
Now that it's his turn you use the chance to ogle him a little. You enjoy chess, but this part ain't so bad either.
He sits there, leaned forward over the table, arms crossed in front of him. His lips are pinched together in concentration, his brow a little furrowed. It's a damn good picture.
He must notice your gaze one him, because he looks up at you.
"Nothing," you say, before he can ask what's going on. "Just checking you out."
He grins a little, looks back at the board.
"Like what you see?" he asks, casually.
"Not too shabby," you reply. "Could be a little faster at chess, though."Â
He looks back up at you. "I thought no playing dirty?"
"Yeah, that goes for you," you say, like it's obvious. "I need every advantage I can get."
Sam smiles, clicks his tongue, looks back down. Then he raises his hand, makes his move.Â
This time you can't hide your grin. He walked right into your trap. You move your knight.
"Checkmate," you say.
Sam looks stunned. He stares at the board, his eyes going back and forth.Â
You throw your hands in the air and make a whooping sound, because being a gracious winner is for tall guys with beautiful hair, not for you.
Sam leans back and grins. He looks proud and impressed. It makes your heart melt a little, and you almost don't want to make the fact that you beat him your entire personality. Almost.
You put your fist in front of your face, holding an imaginary microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, friends at home, we are here covering what might be the coolest, most savage chess win of all times."Â
Your sound more like a sports announcer than a news caster, but that's a detail you don't worry about.
"We are here today," you continue, "with Samuel Winchester, who will answer the question: what is it like to have a girlfriend who is not just beautiful, not just intelligent, but also a menace at chess? Samuel, what can you tell us about this experience?"
You scoot up, leaning over the table to hold the fake mic into Sam's face.
He sits up, leaning closer. "It's actually Sam," he says into your fist.
You make a buzzer noise, even though that makes the whole thing more of a talkshow host impression. Whatever. You beat Sam at chess. Accuracy is for losers.
"That is actually incorrect! The correct answer is that it's the best thing in the world, and that she will be getting foot rubs from you for eternity."Â
You hold the mic back to him, giving him a chance to defend himself, but instead he smiles.
"I was going to do that anyway," he says, and than he wraps his hand around your wrist and quickly bites your finger.
He lets go and you put on a stunned tone when you talk back into the mic again.
"Gentle viewers, it seems that he just bit the reporter."
Sam makes a face. "I bit the microphone. Wait, you're supposed to be a reporter? I thought you were a game show host."
You roll your eyes. "Details, Samuel, details." You swish your hand around in front of his face. "Don't have time for details when I'm winning."
He grabs your hand from where it's waving around and holds it up to his face. Just when you think - hope - he'll bite you again, he kisses the back of it.
"I don't need to win. I already got the main prize," he says.
So cheesy, you think. You grin at him and he smiles back and you won at chess and all is well.
Thank you for reading! âĄ
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I too would react the saaame if I finally beat sam at a game though ngl, especially chess 𤣠(one time I spent hours trying to beat a friend at checkers over imessage gamesâthe victory was worth the all nighter lmao)
since I'm watching love island, oh how I wish we had gotten an episode in supernatural where gabriel (aka the trickster) put sam and dean on the show. it would be absolutely hilarious to see sam and dean's reactions to "can I pull you for a chat?" or "3 new bombshells enter the villa" or any other ridiculous thing that is involved in love island. have them witness the arguments between the contestants. pure comedic gold.
Well, first of all I am INSANELY honored that I would be your go to person for this. đâ¤ď¸
I unfortunately have never watched Love Island (except the one Trixie and Katya watch and react to lol, that's been my only point of contact). I don't really watch reality TV that has a competition element to it. I'm sorry! đ
BUT I could totally imagine doing something crack-y, Trickster-caused that then features some confessionals, cause I know THOSE would be so, so much fun! đ
Summary You beat Sam at chess for the first time, and you are a very ungracious winner.
CWs Domestic bunker fluff. Sam being the sweetest boyfriend. I know jack about chess.
953 words
AN This is an old one I'm bringing over here from AO3. Enjoy!
SPN masterlist | Sam Winchester masterlist
Youâre staring down at the board in front of you, thinking hard.
Sam taps his finger on the table twice and you shoot him a threatening look.
âSorry,â he says.
âDonât play dirty,â you respond, looking back at the board.
He chuckles a little. âWouldnât dream of it.â
Thatâs when you see it.
You raise your hands, link your fingers in front of your mouth so Sam doesnât see the grin youâre suppressing.
Dean always tells you you have a horrible poker face and unfortunately heâs not wrong. Itâs a bad combination with how competitive you get.
Youâve only been playing chess for a few weeks, always thinking before that it would bore you. But then Sam found this beautiful chess board in the bunker, his eyes lighting up like itâs Christmas morning. You knew Dean wasnât going to play with him so you saw it as your girlfriend-ly duty to step in.
You started playing, him explaining the rules to you, and before you knew it, you were enjoying it. So now you and Sam spend many of the long afternoons in the bunker hunched over the board, in deep concentration.
So much for the good news.
The bad news is that Sam has been winning. Every. Single. Game. Of course heâs good at it, heâs the smartest guy you know. And he doesnât brag about it or rub it in your face. When he wins, he just kind of sits back, nods. Sometimes you think he actually feels bad.
Once you think you caught him trying to purposefully loose, and you nearly wreaked havoc on his ass. Youâre competitive, not fragile. He didnât try losing again after that.
And now here you are, and after weeks of practice, you think you just might have him. Â
You breath out slowly, trying to hide your excitement. Then you take one hand away from your face, make your move. You immediately bring it back where it was because Sam doesn't seem to notice, is thinking about his own move.Â
Now that it's his turn you use the chance to ogle him a little. You enjoy chess, but this part ain't so bad either.
He sits there, leaned forward over the table, arms crossed in front of him. His lips are pinched together in concentration, his brow a little furrowed. It's a damn good picture.
He must notice your gaze one him, because he looks up at you.
"Nothing," you say, before he can ask what's going on. "Just checking you out."
He grins a little, looks back at the board.
"Like what you see?" he asks, casually.
"Not too shabby," you reply. "Could be a little faster at chess, though."Â
He looks back up at you. "I thought no playing dirty?"
"Yeah, that goes for you," you say, like it's obvious. "I need every advantage I can get."
Sam smiles, clicks his tongue, looks back down. Then he raises his hand, makes his move.Â
This time you can't hide your grin. He walked right into your trap. You move your knight.
"Checkmate," you say.
Sam looks stunned. He stares at the board, his eyes going back and forth.Â
You throw your hands in the air and make a whooping sound, because being a gracious winner is for tall guys with beautiful hair, not for you.
Sam leans back and grins. He looks proud and impressed. It makes your heart melt a little, and you almost don't want to make the fact that you beat him your entire personality. Almost.
You put your fist in front of your face, holding an imaginary microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, friends at home, we are here covering what might be the coolest, most savage chess win of all times."Â
Your sound more like a sports announcer than a news caster, but that's a detail you don't worry about.
"We are here today," you continue, "with Samuel Winchester, who will answer the question: what is it like to have a girlfriend who is not just beautiful, not just intelligent, but also a menace at chess? Samuel, what can you tell us about this experience?"
You scoot up, leaning over the table to hold the fake mic into Sam's face.
He sits up, leaning closer. "It's actually Sam," he says into your fist.
You make a buzzer noise, even though that makes the whole thing more of a talkshow host impression. Whatever. You beat Sam at chess. Accuracy is for losers.
"That is actually incorrect! The correct answer is that it's the best thing in the world, and that she will be getting foot rubs from you for eternity."Â
You hold the mic back to him, giving him a chance to defend himself, but instead he smiles.
"I was going to do that anyway," he says, and than he wraps his hand around your wrist and quickly bites your finger.
He lets go and you put on a stunned tone when you talk back into the mic again.
"Gentle viewers, it seems that he just bit the reporter."
Sam makes a face. "I bit the microphone. Wait, you're supposed to be a reporter? I thought you were a game show host."
You roll your eyes. "Details, Samuel, details." You swish your hand around in front of his face. "Don't have time for details when I'm winning."
He grabs your hand from where it's waving around and holds it up to his face. Just when you think - hope - he'll bite you again, he kisses the back of it.
"I don't need to win. I already got the main prize," he says.
So cheesy, you think. You grin at him and he smiles back and you won at chess and all is well.
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I am sorry if this is a random question. If I remember correctly English isn't your first language. I wanted to ask you as a fellow speaker of English as my second language how you do it and how you proofread it I am also really insecure cause we don't use punctuation much in my language so I can't fully grasp it in English. I mainly learned it from practice but I really wanna start writing so any tips for me? thanks in advance queen đđđĽ°
Hello my lovely! Not a random question at all, actually a really fun one! â¤ď¸
You're right, English isn't my first language, but I actually speak it more now than my native language - in writing, in talking to folks on here or privately, at work or hanging with work friends. I would actually be more worried about writing in my mother tongue, so funnily I'm more comfortable writing in English. đ
Having said that, I proofread to the best of my abilities, I don't have a grammar or writing beta reader/editor (although I do have lovely friends that give me great feedback on plot/characterization), and then I just trust in giving it over to the world. đ
Listen, you're writing in your second language. That is cool as hell! So what if you make a mistake here or there? You're doing something very brave, and it will get better and better with practice, and if anyone ever gives you any grief about that, they can go talk a long walk. đâ¤ď¸
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