#mage!sam

yes he did stitch that inside of his jacket himself

These are my most latest Danny Phantom fanart, drew these back in October ;)

I have read some DP fanfics where Sam survives the explosion and becomes a ghost hunter. I even thought about that “what if” scenario when I was a kid lol So thought I might as well create my own Alternate Future Sam. In my little AU, instead of a ghost hunter, she learns that her family came from a line of mages and trains herself in magecraft. I thought it was fitting since she is into the paranormal/supernatural. 

Chapters: 28/? Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Jimmy Novak/Dean Winchester, Castiel/Jimmy Novak, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Jimmy Novak/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Jimmy Novak, Gabriel (Supernatural), Benny Lafitte, Charlie Bradbury, Lucifer (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Witchcraft, Witch Castiel, Witch Jimmy Novak, Castiel and Jimmy Novak are Twins, Guardian Dean, Past Benny Lafitte/Dean Winchester, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, dcj, Switch Dean, Switch Castiel, Switch Jimmy, Top Sam, Bottom Gabriel, Romanian spells, spells, magick, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Twincest, Demisexual Castiel (Supernatural), Mage Sam, deanjimstiel - Freeform, Creature Dean, Creature Gabriel, But mostly Top Castiel, i don't know how to tag, Dean in Panties Series: Part 4 of Foray into the Supernatural Summary:

Witches don't get to pick their guardians; they're chosen for them.

And while the idea seemed like a good one at first, the Novak twins had no idea what they were getting themselves into.

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“Are you kidding me? We’re not fine,” Dean growls, throwing another log on the fire and it pops, life restored to it. “Your magic is waning and our people are counting on us.”

Sam shivers and scoots closer to the flames. His whole being aches. “Give me one more day -“

“We’re running out of time! Maybe I should give you my rations and head North without you.”

Sam’s eyes narrow and he raises his chin in defiance. Despite his shaking there’s an uncomfortable amount of sweat coating his skin. “No. We’ll find the beast they call Castiel together or not at all. Call it selfish if you want but I… I can’t lose you.” Sam’s voice cracks with emotion and he falls quiet, hoping Dean will at least weigh his options before doing something so damn impulsive.

Dean wilts, clearly calculating the risk and reward of leaving Sam behind and finding it undesirable. He enters Sam’s space, much to his dismay, and drops to his knees in front of him. After a few seconds Dean places his hands on Sam’s knees. “Sammy?”

“Really? That’s all you gotta say?” He inwardly cringes at the weird noises leaving his mouth. They don’t do this. They don’t touch. Not like this. Okay, so maybe sort of like this. Any time they fear death is upon them -

But it means more to Sam than it does to Dean. It’s certainly dirtier for Sam, anyway. He’s got a festering sickness inside of him. Meanwhile Dean’s straight and totally oblivious to Sam’s perverse thoughts.

“Hey!” Dean smacks Sam’s thighs.

“Ow!” Sam jerks then glares at his brother. “What was that for?”

“I was answering your question and you had this weird look on your face -”

“Sorry, I got distracted.” Sam flushes and it’s not just from the fever. “Can you give me a few hours? Please, Dean.”

“Sure.” Dean leans up, way too fucking close for comfort and brushes his mouth against Sam’s ear. “But you owe me.”

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