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Kind of Proof (Preview)

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Important: This is the 5th last story of 2025. I’ll be taking the last half of December and first half of January off from posting. I’ll be back January 16th, 2026 with the first story of the new year!

Written: 25.10.07, 25.10.09

Words: 2,901

Hallucifer, C2C, 2025’s Thanksgiving

Sam bit his lip as he turned the info over in his head, sitting in the parking lot of a motel, this doesn’t make sense.

“What doesn’t?” At the look, Lucifer shrugged, “What? I can be helpful sometimes.”

“I just…” Sam let out a breath, before turning to half-face the passenger seat, “Why would something that can make itself look like anyone, try to get me to a second location to kill me? Why not try and kill me right there in the bunker? And,” He shifted in his seat, brows creasing, “How’d it even get into the bunker? That thing is warded against stuff we’ve never even heard of! How’d some run-of-the-mill shifter get in?”

“Is that why we’re here?”

Sam nodded, “There might be more waiting for me to come back, I couldn’t risk it.” He brought his hands up, bringing his fingers together before tapping the bottom of his chin, “I can’t believe another holiday- oh shit!” Sam leaned back against the driver’s seat, letting out a loud groan, “I left the stove on!”

“… So?”

“All the food! It’s ruined!” Sam closed his eyes and shook his head against the back of the seat, “Fuck.”

“I’m sure the food’s fine. Your brother said Cas was gonna take care of it.”

“Yeah, but that wasn’t Dean, so the chances he actually called Cas are probably in the negative thousands.”

“Well… why don’t you call him.”

“And why would I do that?”

“Cas, you idiot.” That got the giant to crack an eye open, “He has his angel power back now, right? Get him to smite the shifters then go find your brother.”

Sam opened his mouth to rebuttal, but stopped himself a moment later, shit, that’s actually a good plan. Why didn’t I think of that?

“I mean, technically, you did.”

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Cross That Line (Preview)

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Written: 25.09.11

Words: 1,260

Hallucifer(ish), C2C

“So, what?” Sam turned out of the salvage yard, starting down the road toward the store, “You’re just gonna…. leave me alone now?” He let out a humourless chuckle and shook his head, what kind of torture tactic is that supposed to be?

He hadn’t seen the devil in a couple days, but he knew better than to get his hopes up – there was no way his hallucination was gone. You can’t actually fix that kind of crazy, no matter what his brother said.

“I’m driving,” Sam made a left-hand turn and couldn’t help but flick his eyes up to the rear-view mirror, “You sure you don’t wanna pop-in right now and try to make me crash?”

The car remained silent as the giant completed the turn, but he was anything but calm. He knew Lucifer was planning something – he was the devil, after all – so he couldn’t relax. Couldn’t lower his guard until he knew what was coming. This tactic of not showing up was weird, but it wasn’t exactly send-Cas-a-fruit-basket weird.

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I Won’t Leave (Preview)

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Written: 25.02.14

Words: 880

Hallucifer (Implied, Aftermath), Sabriel, 2025 Valentine’s fic

“I said, leave me alone!”

The shot rang out through the empty room a moment later, Sam’s chest heaving with anger. He blinked at the bullet hole that was now adorning the right wall of his bedroom. He turned in a small circle, relief slumping into his shoulders at the devil being nowhere in sight.

Sam nodded to himself before taking a seat on his bed, running his free hand through his hair, finally. He closed his eyes and revelled in the short-lived moment of silence, barely registering the heavy footsteps that were pounding up the stairs.

A breathless Gabriel was sliding into the doorway in the next instant, wild eyes searching the room, “Sammich?”

He walked a few steps into the room, confusion furrowing his brows as he saw it was empty, “Are you alright? I thought I heard…”

The ex-hunter opened his eyes as his boyfriend’s voice trailed off. He was staring at the gun in his hand.

Sam swallowed guiltily before placing it down on the mattress beside him, “I-I know. But I kept it just for emergencies! We-” Sam’s explanation died on his lips as he saw the look on his lover’s face. He hung his head, “I had to.”

“Why?”

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Circles (Preview)

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Written: 24.08.22

Words: 2,341

Hallucifer, C2C, Dark-ish

Sam forced himself to turn his gaze to the floor, off his brother’s face. He knew he wouldn’t understand, that he was sick of dealing with this – hell, Sam was sick of seeing him – but not talking about his hallucination wasn’t working anymore. He had to tell someone he trusted.

And there was no one he trusted more than his brother.

He couldn’t keep pretending everything was fine. He had been standing on the precipice of going off the deep end for months, and he just… couldn’t do it anymore. Not alone.

So yes, even though he knew it hurt, he had to say something.

But he wasn’t prepared for the look on his brother’s face.

It was a look he’d become all too familiar with. The same look he gave him when he left for Stanford, the same one he got when he chose Ruby… that heartbreaking mix of shock, sadness and utter disappointment.

The ‘I don’t even know who you are anymore’ look.

No matter how old he got, or how much shit they’d gone through, that look always managed to whither the giant. It was like he was suddenly five years old again, getting caught stealing the last cookie.

“I…”

Sam closed his eyes, not daring to look up from the floor. The trailed off sigh hit him right in the heart, “D-don’t…” Sam took in a shuddering breath and held up one of his hands, “you don’t need to say anything. I just thought you should know.”

An incredulous chuckle escaped the blonde then, and he heard the rustling of his sweater fabric as he ran a hand through his hair, “Oh gee, you think? Jesus, Sam…”

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Feather and Bone (Preview)

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Written: 24.07.01

Words: 1,130

Hallucifer, C2C

“Sam!”

Dean’s yell instinctively made the giant duck, which was the right call as a shotgun blast exploded over the space his head just was.

His wild eyes were scanning the room for his brother before the shrapnel finished falling. He spotted the blonde running toward him from the hallway, brows furrowed with concentration and anger as he hastily refilled his gun.

“Aw, see? Told you he’d come.”

Lucifer’s voice brought the giant’s attention to the back wall once again, brain scrambling to make sense of the monster brains that were splattered across the floor.

Sam straightened up cautiously, “I-it was real?”

Lucifer cocked his head to one side and raised an eyebrow, “You thought I’d sick an imaginary monster on you?”

“Hey!”

His brother’s hand clasping his shoulder made him jump, but he didn’t dare let his eyes off the devil.

If it was real, that means that he… Sam swallowed thickly and started shaking his head, “Y-you can’t be-”

“Are you deaf?” The rough tug on his chin finally got his eyes on his older brother, “We need to go, now!”

Sam opened his mouth to rebuttal, or ask a question – something – but no sound came out. Watching his brother start back toward the door was all the incentive the giant needed to follow suit.

It took all the strength he had not to look back over his shoulder.

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Fake It Til I Make It (Preview)

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Important: This is the last story of 2023! I’ll be taking the rest of December and first half of January off from posting. (Not counting the Product Review and Teaser posts)

I’ll be back January 12th, 2024 with the 1st story of the new year!

I hope you guys have enjoyed this year-long challenge of writing stories based on the National Food Days/Months! It was a lot of fun to write and turned out not to be as hard as I initially thought. A lot of the story ideas I have are from years ago, so it was also fun to write a whole year of completely new ideas!

As I said when I first started the challenge, I have a few other ideas for year-long challenges, so let me know if that’s something you guys would be interested in seeing.

I also hope you all have an amazing holiday season/end of your year. Thank-you so much for all your support. I feel like I can never truly express how grateful I am to each and every one of you for supporting my writing. You guys are amazing, and I can’t wait to share another year with you. <3

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Written: 23.11.02

Words: 1,166

Hallucifer, Dark-ish, 2023’s New Years fic

Prompt: Champagne Day

“Sam…”

The giant’s shoulders tensed as the sweet voice floated through the bathroom door. He screwed his eyes shut, grip on the edges of the sink getting harder, please, don’t.

“Sammy…”

“Stop it.”

“Stop what?”

He barely had the strength to lift his head to face his hallucination who was perched on the toilet, “D-don’t use her.”

Lucifer tilted his head to one side, feigned confusion looking almost genuine, “Use who?”

“Let me in, baby.”

“I…” Sam hung his head again, knuckles turning white against the sink as he attempted to use it to keep his grip on reality, “I can’t… Please, Lucifer.”

“Well,” The smirk in the devil’s voice was evident, even without seeing his face, “you know I love when you’re polite, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Jess!” Sam spun away from the sink, lips curling back into a snarl, sudden burst of rage overtaking him, “Use whoever else you want, Bobby, Dean – hell, even Mom – whatever. Tie me up and torture me, I don’t care. Just stop using her!”

Lucifer blinked at the outburst, clearly taken aback. He slowly held his hands up in mock surrender, expression changing to one of… if Sam didn’t know any better, he’d say concern, “I’m not doing anything, Sam.”

“Oh, right,” The giant rolled his eyes, pointing a thumb over his shoulder, “You expect me to believe you’re not the one who put her on the other side of the door?”

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The Good Stuff (Preview)

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Important: This is the 5th last story of 2023. I’ll be taking the last half of December and first half of January off from posting. I’ll be back January 12th, 2024 with the 1st story of the new year!

Written: 23.06.28

Words: 1,560

Hallucifer, Dark-ish, 2023’s 1st Thanksgiving fic

Prompt: Pizza & Beer Day

“Crap,” Sam raced over to the bunker’s oven as he saw black smoke billow out from the corners of the door. He grabbed the oven mitts off the counter and flung the door open, allowing more smoke to come out, “Crap, crap, crap.”

“Can’t you do anything right?”

The giant did his best to ignore his hallucination’s words as he not-so-carefully reached through the thick blackness blindly, using feel to get the now-ruined turkey out of the oven. He reached over the roasting pan to turn the appliance off and deflated against the counter with disappointment. Damn it!

Lucifer raised an eyebrow from his perch on the kitchen island, “How did you think it was gonna turn out?”

Just as he slid the oven mitts off, the smoke alarm started blaring. Oh, come on! Sam rushed over to the opposite side of the room, desperately waving one of the oven mitts in front of the screeching thing.

“I didn’t think it was possible for you to do any worse than that last hunt,” Lucifer spun around on the counter to face the giant, wicked smile pulling at the corner of his mouth, “But now…”

“Come on, turn off…turn off!” Sam began waving the mitt more frantically the longer the blaring alarm sounded.

“Big bro’s a deep sleeper, right?”

“Just shut up, alright?” Sam turned on his heel, snarling at his hallucination, “I don’t need to hear your sh-”

“Jesus, Sam!”

His brother’s panicked voice from the doorway startled the giant, and he couldn’t help the blush that darkened his cheeks at getting caught, of course this is when you walk in.

The blonde rushed over, snatching a towel off the counter as he came, before he joined his brother in waving the smoke away. They worked in silence for a good couple of minutes – long enough for Sam’s shoulders to begin aching from the repeated motion – before the alarm finally, thankfully turned off.

“Big bro to the rescue.” Even though his back was turned, Sam could hear the smirk in the devil’s voice, “Again.”

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Step into the Unknown (Preview)

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Written: 23.03.08-23.03.09

Words: 1,139

C2C, Hallucifer

Prompt: Devil’s Food Cake Day

“Dean?” Sam rounded the corner of the bunker’s kitchen, letting out a defeated sigh as he saw it was empty, of course.

The giant scrubbed a hand down his face as he entered the kitchen, stomach grumbling, you better be more careful than last time. We do not need another crazed stripper trying to break in. He pulled the fridge open, eyes stopping on the devil’s food cake that was on the shelf, when did this get here?

He carefully pulled the cake out, brows knitting together in confusion as he placed it on the counter. Once his initial confusion subsided, he noticed the sticky note that was stuck to the side of the plate. He brought the note up to his face, eyebrows rising in surprise as he read it.

Told ya I wouldn’t forget this year. Happy birthday, Sammy.

Your Awesome Older Bro

Sam stared at the note in disbelief, jaw agape. He baked me a cake to get out of doing research? That’s…new. His eyes slid off the note toward the cake, stomach letting out another loud grumble.

The giant took a quick look around the kitchen, before a guilty smile split his face, maybe just one piece…

 

—

 

“Oh my God!” Sam pushed the half-finished cake across the kitchen table, sinking back against his chair, where the hell did you learn to bake like that? He momentarily closed his eyes, licking the icing from the corners of his mouth.

His fingers subconsciously relaxed around the fork, making it hit the table with a soft clink. Sam opened his eyes and stared at the half-eaten treat in front of him, stomach gurgling, I’ll throw up if I eat more.

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Crash (Preview)

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Important: There are only 4 more stories to come this year! I’ll be taking the last half of December and first half of January off from posting. I’ll be back January 13th, 2023 with the 1st story of the new year!

Started: 20.06.25

Finished: 22.07.04

Words: 1,647

General, 2022’s Thanksgiving fic

“Don’t forget the beer!”

Sam shook his head as he headed out the door, “When have I ever?”

He let out a sigh as he closed it behind him, making his way to the car, that was way too easy.

“Can you blame him?”

The voice made the hunter jump, and he internally groaned as he saw the devil, who fell into step beside him, “Must you do that every time?”

“No, but it’s more fun,” Lucifer gave him a smirk as they climbed into the car. He stretched his legs out on the dash, giving the hunter a sideways glance, “Remind me again why he thought cooking a whole Thanksgiving feast was a good idea?”

Sam shrugged as the car roared to life, “I think maybe with everything that’s happened, losing Cas, then Bobby…” he let out another sigh as they pulled on to the road, “I think maybe he just wanted some semblance of normal.” For once.

That made Lucifer snort, “Since when do you guys do normal?”

“Trust me, I’d much rather do our usual grocery store turkey sandwiches and beer,” Sam shook his head as he drove, “but Dean was adamant. And if it gets him out of the mood he’s been in, I say why bother fighting it?”

“I guess,” Lucifer nodded, bringing his hands up to rest behind his head, “But he does know he’s gonna need water to cook, right? And it’s not like you can buy a Leviathan filter at the store.”

Sam chuckled, “Why do you think I’m getting ten cases of beer?”

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Straight to Me (Preview)

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Originally From: 17.08.24
Rewritten: 20.04.21-22
Finished: 22.02.11
Words: 4,065
Wincest (Implied), Sabriel, Dark-ish, Hallucifer

“Dean!” Sam bolted upright, heart beat echoing in his ears.

He took in some panting breaths as he took in his surroundings. His brows creased as he saw he was back in Dean’s bedroom.

“Sammich?” Gabriel was standing in the doorway, looking unsure if he should come in.

The giant brought a hand up to the side of his head, “I don’t…” He closed his eyes, trying to will the what happened back to him, but it was no use, “W-what happened?”

Gabriel let out a heavy breath, leaning himself against the doorway, sadness in his eyes, “You blacked out.”

“What?” Sam shook his head, “No, I don’t-” He cut himself off as his eyes landed on the picture that was on the nightstand – it was him and Gabriel, the shorter man was leaned over the back of a chair, lips planted firmly on the giant’s cheek. How did I miss that before? The sinking feeling came back to him as he stared at it, “H-he’s dead, isn’t he?”

“Yes,” Gabriel hesitantly took a few steps into the room, “I’m sorry.”

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