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Long-time (or just deep in the trenches) SPN fans help me out
I need some good Michael!Sam fic recs please please please
It has to exist, right?
Sam begging to be Michael's vessel so he can spare his brothers AND prevent himself from being possessed by Lucifer?
Michael having to grapple with the the fact that it's a logical solution, but he'd have to be inside Mr. Impure Demon Blood?
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If Sam was Michael’s vessel and Dean was Lucifer’s
W o w
I'm surprised I've never thought about that anon
I'm not sure how I would feel seeing Dean in a white a suit and Sam in his peaky blinders era. ((The more I think about it This would change a lot, some aspects of their lives too would be swapped. There's is so much to unpack here lmao))
maybe something with michael!dean/sam (smut, angst, or whatever)?
“He loves you,” Michael murmurs, cupping Sam’s face. “He loves you so much.”
“Please,” Sam whispers. “Please, I just want him back, Michael. He doesn’t deserve this. He doesn’t deserve - -”
Sam’s cut off when Michael presses their lips together, and honestly - - he’s stunned into silence, eyes wide.
Michael pulls away, puzzled, and grasps Sam’s chin with his fingers. “I don’t understand how this is possible - - but you are pure, Sam. I can taste it.”
Sam swallows hard, looking at him in disbelief. “What?”
Michael kisses him again, needing to have more. “You’re pure,” he repeats. “You’re pure, and I...want it for myself.”
Sam shivers. He knows this isn’t Dean, but...still. Hearing those words from someone who looks like Dean is still...something. “What do you want?”
Michael slides his hand up Sam’s back, smiling at him. “I want you to behave, first and foremost.”
Sam casts his eyes down. “Will you ever let my brother go?”
“Perhaps...if you do me a few favors first.”
